Click for Phase 1 and Phase 2.

And here’s what I’ve got so far…which I gotta say I’m liking. This of course is once again subject to change (maybe) with the addition of the new lines acquired from Phase 3. I should mention here too, that I had a piece of music in mind before starting this project, and it seems to be working out with the lyrics as they are developing… “prosody” you might say.

Some Kingdom’s Door (working title)

In a cup held with practiced hands

Both precious and thin

Fragrance rising to the ceiling

Too shallowly breathed in

Is there a high price to pay

If you just have to go

I could hear “Well, I don’t think so

Just so you know”

And this night’s just like any other

With my feet on the floor

Tapping at the bottom

Of some kingdom’s door

So, on to phase 3.

I once again asked Kelly for some categories and numbers to pick from. Here’s what he gave me:

- Music

- War

- Horror

- Kids

- Humour

With random numbers chosen to pick the shelf, book, page, paragraph and line, here’s what I found:

- Oh, what has made, kind gentleman…

- …day he had taken part in the executions. It was the start of his…

-…can concentrate on getting well…

- they didn’t interfere, did they? Asked Fred.

…the germans, blowin em to pieces and slicing em up an… (this from “humour”!)

Then as before, I halved the randomly chosen numbers and got these lines:

- …and perfect prosody in the Catholic psalms and hymns.

- …experienced the long hoped for freedom

- …moving drunkenly down the sidewalk, amr in arm, lovers for the eve…

- …but some of the will be thieves, while others…

- They were always full of life, and they were all stunning.

Some of this will get used, some not. I may even pull just a word from a line that fits well with an idea flow. We’ll see what happens. Stay tuned, we’ll see if there needs to be a Phase 4, or whether I’ll just be posting a finished song. Of course, on paper (or screen) it’s a poem. It becomes 3D, so to speak, once put to music. Stay tuned for that too somewhere in the not too distant future.

Marcel Desilets

June 6, 2011