Around the turntable the vinyl spins, the little circle spindled
Needles tracking and magically, sounds of Kansas reach my ears
Dust in the Wind plays to my soul, creating thoughts and sending electric vibes
Dropping another hit mix to the table Janis belts out her heart
Cat waits his turn while I sing along with my girl
And this is how it is when music speaks to my soul
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This is a combination of prompts of my Kansas prompt for National Poetry Month and of the weekly Six Sentence Story prompt by Girlie on the Edge.
Who knows what tomorrow might bring.
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Music usually starts something, doesn’t it.
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Yes it does
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Life is naught but for music!
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Amen!
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Beautiful! 🌸
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Thank you!
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Let there always be music! (and vinyl records). Sweet six, and your 3 accompanying songs are class 🙂
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Thank you!
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very cool… words, yet (they) triggered a soundtrack, courtesy of my own memory.
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Thank you!
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