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Notes in the Sandbox
a collection of writing, reflection and inspiration...

Morning Writing Prompt - The Alphabet

3/18/2022

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Sometimes using the alphabet as a literary crutch becomes an exercise worth doing.  In this exercise I used every letter of the alphabet to create a short story in prose form.  It's really difficult to get anything to work with the letter "X" as there were very few words I could think of in the moment that started with X.  This always ends up being a fun exercise whenever I do it.
Anderson crept along the cliff edge
Bribing the seagulls to squawk
Careless his toe caught a stone and
Down the hill he dropped
Every moment passed by his eyes
Flashed in between the seconds
Gaining speed he began to panic
How am I going to make it?
Intertwined within the branches
Just beyond the cliff-wall’s edge
Kept his eye on a piece of rope
Length of which he couldn’t have said
Making a last ditch effort’s worth
Not having another chance
Out he reached to grab the rope
Praying he trusted his glance
Questions answered in one blink
Reaching one last time
Scorching hands to a halt
The moment he held the line
Under pressure he heard a crack above
Vicious burning in his hands
With an inch to spare it held him
“X-ray Tango Delta copy?”
“Yessir loud and clear”
“Zero chance to let this slide?”


#writingprompt #whatwordsstartwithx #alphabet
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Writer's Block [#7] - The Banister

3/13/2022

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In this episode of Writer's Block I tackle a couple of verses for a brand new song inspired by a childhood memory.

      Took the railing
      in my hand
      Slid down
      to meet the ground
      Upon arrival
      the wood it split
      In my hand
      a splinter was found

      It took my breath
      outta my lungs
      Gasping
      for an inch of relief
      Wonder from the fall
      is what I found
      A jagged sword
​      or an olive branch wreath
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In my Writer’s Block Series I talk about songwriting, what tools I use to get the lyrics right, how to break through writer's block, my inspirations for the songs I'm writing and you get to see it all as it’s happening in real time.  
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Winter Storm Warning

1/28/2022

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Winter storm impending inches
Gathered in the corner lot
Suddenly the track it changes
Staring down this little spot
Fixtures stuck in solid ground
Will soon be under foot
The snow will bury everything
The squirrels are really spooked


Their tails they flicker to and fro
Perched upon their branches
Seeking out some shelter
As they gather nuts in bunches
The finches dance and tweet aloud
Seeds within their beaks
Making sure their nests are sturdy
Ready for the sleet


The generator’s primed and ready
Humming drones sipping fuel
Steadfast waiting for the snowflakes
To get the message to the crew
It’s almost time to rev up engines
Hope the stations don’t run out
Get those plows ready to push
Uncover buried towns


Another warning came our way
This morning on the news
“We’re expecting 3-36 inches”
Said old Miss “Weathered” Sue
She’s predicted storms back in the past
That turned out to be nothing
We're not prepared if this comes true
So we’ll be eating stove top stuffing


That’s all we have beside some bread
PB&J and oats
We have some milk and eggs to boot
We could just make some toast
The storm’s a-coming it’s true said she
Old Miss “Weathered” Sue
Batten down the hatches
Get some candles, matches, soup


Winter warnings watches boots
Gloves and hats and coats that poof
The track it shifted once again
I think this really was a spoof
Come on over, the griddle’s hot
I think I’ll put on a fresh pot
At least we have enough supplies
To make French toast for sixty-five

"Winter Storm Warning" is a poem by Brian Theoret.

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Dusted with Sunbeams

12/13/2021

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The pinks and purples and orange flares
Are something beheld with our eyes unfolded
The strings of pillowy clouds blanked in hues
Rising as if lifted from the ever warming sky
Dusted with sun beams rising from the horizon
The light slowly turns from pinks to subtle blues
Purples fade away as the sun begins it's rise for the day
She whispers hints of the coming winter
Soon it will fly, the snow will have its say
With satin white sprinkled boughs in the wind swept hallowed December
We'll soon hear her singing

I couldn't believe what I saw when I opened the curtains this morning. It was still dark throughout the house yet I could see light peeping through the curtains. The world was still waking up and the sky put on a beautiful display.

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Was It Just a Dream?

12/4/2021

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Weight of the world on my shoulders
Cliche as it may sound
I'm feeling the brunt of these boulders
As they push me into the ground
Their gritty kind of exterior
Made of dirt and petrified wood
Grinds deeply into my skin
Hardly stand up with all I could
Where are my support beams
Gleaming in the sun
Leaning against a road sign
Full of holes from a gun
A painted secant on the avenue
Telling us not to go
As the tumble weeds gather
And wander to and fro
A wasteland full of nothing
Void of thought and wonderment
Is it a dream or a nightmare
That haunts with detriment
Awake with a sweatiness
Burning in your pillow
Your breath can finally slow
​After this fallowed night time sentiment
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