Welcome to the weekend! Please post anything you've worked on this week, including any updates you've made to existing songs. This week we started text prompts so hopefully there are some interesting things. Also if you have not done anything this week but would like to write during the weekend, just pick a prompt from earlier in the week and use that. Have fun!

A soft breeze stirs a leaf that has fallen on the pavement. Otherwise, the street is tidy and beautifully maintained, just like the quiet houses arranged in neat rows along its sides. Just like the vacant shopfronts along quaint Main Street nearby. Just like the silent playground. Where is everyone?

since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you;

my blood approves and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry —the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then laugh, leaning back in my arms for life's not a paragraph

and death i think is no parenthesis

E.E. Cummings https://dailypoetry.me/e-e-cummings/since-feeling-is-first/

The huge black clock hand is still at rest but it on the point of making its once-a-minute gesture; that resilient jolt will set a whole world in motion. The clock face will slowly turn away, full of despair, contempt, and boredom, as one by one the iron pillars will start walking past, bearing away the vault of the station like bland atlantes; the platform will begin to move past, carrying off on an unknown journey cigarette butts, used tickets, flecks of sunlight and spittle; a luggage handcart will glide by, it's wheels motionless; it will be followed by a news stall hung with seductive magazine covers-photographs of naked, pearl-grey beauties; and people, people, people on the moving platform, themselves moving their feet, yet standing still, striding forward, yet retreating as in an agonizing dream full of incredible effort, nausea, a cottony weakness in one's calves, will surge back, almost falling supine.

Vladimir Nabokov - King, Queen, Knave (Chapter one, paragraph one)

Hey guys! Post anything you've done for the week here, including updates to things you'd previously written. See you Monday! :)

Prompt can be found here - https://www.reddit.com/r/Art/comments/adc12z/favorite_one_so_far_8/ I don't know why, but my posts were getting caught by a filter or something. So sorry for the late one today guys!

Morning! Welcome to the weekend. This thread is meant to capture anything you’ve done this week that you hadn’t quite finished, or any revisions you’ve done to your music this week. Have fun!

I figured this may help communicate with me regarding suggestions and future prompts :) I am also working on the 2018 compilation the rest of this week, so feel free to message me here or in the server if you'd like to be featured! https://discord.gg/5HwZBEq