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Cento: Shuffle

April 17 — 3 prompts in one: adapt a form + incorporate music + lucky or unlucky as a theme = a contemporary poem all your own!


The god of random shuffle makes the list
he juxtaposes oddly through the mix
auspiciously the songs may make me smile
suspiciously the songs may be dismissed

wearing a blue armoured coat
and the blood in her veins, the wind in her lungs
when the great apple falls, she'll be queen of your halls
and I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away

what I got is what you want from me
I see all the universe as a comfortable bath
cause everything you ever told me could have been a lie
so let's keep the party polite

the god of random shuffle has his moods
that via music get beneath my snood
into my very boots, under my hood
his random soundtrack shapes my daily mood





With thanks to the god of random shuffle who lives in my iPod Classic, which I still love & use daily; I am an older-fashioned type who does not do things like Spotify.


Lyrics in the Cento taken from:
Jimi Hendrix - Mr Bad Luck (This was a deliberate starting point & what follows is random, until the final line)
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Breathless
Marc Bolan - Great Horse
Mountain Goats - No Children
The Muffs - Red Eyed Troll
Kevin Ayers - Song from the Bottom of a Well
Tame Impala - Expectation
Frank Sinatra - Luck be a Lady (This is a cheat - I skipped forward on my iPod until I found a lucky song to end with!)