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Emotional songs,
you don't listen to lyrics,
But you know I do...
#haiku #hbp120 #breakuppoem #poem
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When I heard the music, I knew it was over. It had to be, coming from 73 light years away.
Yet…it called me. Music is rare even for sentients. So I set a course and went to stasis.
I woke in orbit centuries later, hearing…the same music!?
“What IS this?”
My ship answered: {ORGAN2/ASLSP}
#hbp120
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When I heard the music,
I knew it was over.
The melody wove
through empty streets,
heavy with endings.
I stood at our doorstep,
key cold in my palm.
Inside, only echoes remained—
his voice, his laughter,
fading with every note.
#hbp120 #amwriting #writingCommunity #writersCommunity
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Feb 24 #BlueSky #haiku, from posts by @kriegercartoons.bsky.social , @listigeplaylists.bsky.social , & @halfbakedprompts.bsky.social :
Another lovely
hauntingly beautiful blend
I heard the music
#hbp120 #micropoetry #FoundPoetry #poetry #poem #music #ethereal #video
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“Another mortal has created that wretched device,” she said and her words were like music and I knew I was lost.
I managed to nod, “I…I made it.” I felt her hand on my chin, twisting my face to look at me. Once again, the full weight of her attention fell on me and I shivered. #HBP120
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I walked real slow towards the
front door of my grandparents’
home.
“Mayjean” I could hear the
tears in his voice.
“Yes sir?” My tears took over
“Say a nice prayer like your
gran’ma taught ya”
“Yes sir” my voice hardly made its way out.
I held tight to Eleanora.
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"Breakfast, my love!" I brandished my spatula, doling out heart-shaped pancakes.
Darren leaned in for a kiss. Another blissful morning; I couldn't be more blessed.
The phone rattled on its hook. Boléro, tinny & soft, played down the line.
No more need for spatulas. I picked up my knife. #hbp120
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The theatre hadn't seen a patron in close to a decade and it was as worn, faded, and bedraggled just as I, who sat within it.
What was the greatest play to be performed here? The greatest concert?
Nothing so grand as now.
I tuned my tinny radio to hear the last broadcast, then sat back.
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When I heard the music, I knew it was over. I would win because he was clueless.
"Really? 'Back in Black'? That's your theme song? Am I being Punk'd right now?"
Kailan scowled and the music stopped. "I thought it would be intimidating."
"Poor choice, dude." I smirked and pressed play.
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"I don't think she wanted to part from you. Anyone could see how much you both loved each other."
"I still love her, but I knew she had forgotten who I was then and there once the clock started chiming. When I heard the music, I knew it was over between us."
#hbp120
*cont. from #hbp65
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Kurt Kerf2: Whatever happened to Vixen Schnapps & the Valeries? And the thing you had going with your interdimensional doppelganger, Vixen?
Peach Schnapps: When I heard their new album, I knew it was over. They used Auto-Tune!
K2: Gross! Much like your relationship...
Peach: Envy. So ugly.
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When I heard the music
That music of the breeze
Coming back to me
I walked
With clouds flying in
Darkening
Light raindrops falling
As the air got swirling
I stopped and looked up
At that whirling grey gyre
Lightning playing inside live clouds
My skin and hair spark
I knew it was over
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I watched a silent movie today and when I heard the music, I knew it was over!
#hbp120
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Had you #heard of the herd of savage beasts that heard the Sirens' song? When the herd heard the music—except for those in the herd hard of hearing—they knew the game was over. After all, the Sirens had sounded. Soothed or not, the beasts surrendered to the song.
#hbp120 #vss365 #vssdaily
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"What's one nice thing that you can actually say about Cosmo?" Jin said.
"The man can sing," Bailey admitted. The light slowly faded out of her eyes. "However, he hasn't been singing that much in years. When I heard the music one time without his voice, I knew it was over." #hbp120
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When the music stopped and the house lights blazed on, I saw the look in her eyes. It was the look of eternity and of all that lay in between. This show we’d seen had summoned thoughts & dreams that she had crammed down for years…and I knew they wouldn’t involve me. It was over…sigh…
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Prose/dialogue: “When I heard the music, I knew it was over.” #hbp120 #Poetry #Folklore @halfbakedprompts.bsky.social
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#hbp120 When I heard the music, the music we shared with joy, it washed over me like a rushing, threatening deluge. It's over. The song is yours. I am not. #writing #prompt
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I knew she'd always liked me but even so - a dance at her engagement party? But I went along with it.
'Save me,' she whispered.
The floor seemed to liquefy for an instant, then stabilise.
'I can't.'
She went back to her seat, I went to leave. When I heard the music, I knew it was over.
#hbp120 #vss
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When I heard the music, I knew it was over…
…for them. The sound of the Firebird Suite flaring up was releasing the ancient flames that had been sealed within me, and soon there would be nobody but me left standing alive in this warehouse.
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When I heard the music, I knew it was over. Calm enveloped me, and for the first time since my creator made me, I was at peace.
The mob was upon me, wrapping me in puny chains which Ii could snap easily, but for the music.
I looked for the music source and saw him, my master, Viktor,
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What w wonderful movie. One I didn't want to end. Sitting in the dark. Twists and turns like a rollercoaster ride. Never knew what was coming, anticipating what would happen next. When I heard the music, I knew it was over. I sat through the credits, contemplating. I need to watch it again
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The closing coda
Let me know.
Here is the ending,
And — hearing the end,
I dispensed.
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Photo: A section of a page from the manuscript of W.A. Mozart's Requiem, K 626. (1791), showing Mozart's heading for the first movement. It was supposedly written for his own funeral. Source: Public domain, via Wikimedia.
Prose/dialogue: “When I heard the music, I knew it was over.” #hbp120
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