Cue the Violins: The Sound of Silence

If your life were a movie, what would its soundtrack be like? What songs, instrumental pieces, and other sound effects would be featured on the official soundtrack album?


He did not believe it.

His life a musical.

What would it be?

What tracks would the director play?

Would it be pop, classical or rap?

What would he name it?

He voiced his curious anguish aloud.

His wife answered him,

“Darling, if I were the director,

I’d simply call it ‘The Sound of Silence’.”

—Linus Fernandes.

The Daily Prompt.

 

 

Spinning Yarns: Untold End

What makes a good storyteller, in your opinion? Are your favourite storytellers people you know or writers you admire?


He started to tell me a tale,

A tale he did not end.

I was upset,

I had been hanging on every word.

It’s only later I realized,

Why the end was left unsaid.

It was a narration of his unfinished life.

—Linus Fernandes.

The Daily Prompt.

Grateful and Guilty: Ingrate

Whether it’s a trashy TV show, extra-pulpy fiction, or nutrient-free candy, write a thank-you note to your guiltiest guilty pleasure (thanks for the prompt suggestion, Sarah!)

What’s to be grateful for?

What’s to be guilty for?

If I’m grateful, I’m declared guilty.

If I admit guilt, I shouldn’t be grateful.

Oh! What a mess of simple pleasures!

I’d rather be an ingrate.

—Linus Fernandes.

The Daily Prompt.

 

Golden Key: Access and opportunity

You’ve been given a key that can open one building, room, locker, or box to which you don’t normally have access. How do you use it, and why?


Locks can be broken.

Locks can be smashed.

Locks can rust.

Much like the love locks in Paris

On the river Seine.

Who needs a key?

Keys are gifts.

Keys are presents.

Keys are easy.

Keys are simple.

What I need is access and opportunity.

And not for a day.

I’ll build a key.

—Linus Fernandes.

The Daily Prompt.

 

 

 

Good Tidings: Past Future

Present-day you meets 10-years-ago you for coffee. Share with your younger self the most challenging thing, the most rewarding thing, and the most fun thing they have to look forward to.


I met my younger self of ten years ago.

I offered to buy the young man coffee.

He looked me up and down,

and said: “I don’t recognise you, sir.

And I don’t like conversing with strangers.”

And then I realized that he was familiar,

But not me.

For the future is not a mirror,

And the past is but a simile.

-Linus Fernandes.

 

By Heart: Not a rote

You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?


You ask me, sir,

Mr. Daily Prompt Man,

To recite a poem (or song),

From memory,

The first that comes to mind.

I could sing a song of tuppence or two,

I could even make up my own,

But a rote poem, Sir, 

That is mighty hard,

For I’ve left all my poetry schooling behind,

And I’ve not learnt formally, Sir,

To appreciate poetry, song or music,

I just play it by ear.

If you absolutely insist,

All I have is these lines by W.H. Davies,

“What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare?”

—Linus Fernandes.

 

Circuitous Paths: Deadbeats

A stranger knocks on your door, asking for directions from your home to the closest gas station (or café, or library. Your pick!). Instead of the fastest and shortest route, give him/her the one involving the most fun detours.


A stranger came knocking at my door.

And asked me for the shortest route

To the next town.

He was accompanied by his wife and kids.

They seemed weary, exhausted, dead.

I packed them off to the nearest motel instead.

—Linus Fernandes.

 

 

Reverse Shot: In Perspective

What’s your earliest memory involving another person? Recreate the scene — from the other person’s perspective.

Reverse perspective (and normal) of a cube

Reverse perspective (and normal) of a cube (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


I am quite put out,

With having to relive 

Someone else’s perspective

By today’s prompt.

I think I’m the first

To acknowledge your point of view.

I believe it’s time,

You noted mine too.

-Linus Fernandes.