The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

    Creative Confusion (3x5 index bards)

    By PeraclesPlease on Wed, 10/03/2018 - 3:33pm |

    Comments

    Ha! Well, who'd have guessed

    that shining a Limerick

    reveales a Haiku!


    by barefooted on Wed, 10/03/2018 - 5:23pm

    You take the Haiku
    I'll take a pool cue. Who'll be
    in Scotland 'fore me?


    by PeraclesPlease on Wed, 10/03/2018 - 5:35pm

    A rich guy from Queens
    gets his face in magazines.
    Let disco ball spin.

    But the party went viral
    and now I need a firewall.

     


    by moat on Wed, 10/03/2018 - 6:46pm

    Let disco balls spin -

    Let the party go viral -

    Let it consume me.

      Until the rich guy from Queens

      Is proven a poor liar.

     


    by barefooted on Wed, 10/03/2018 - 7:04pm

    A girl from the Bronx
    dances between seven honks
    to dodge the grabbing.

    So many lies prevailing
    needs a machine for bailing.


    by moat on Wed, 10/03/2018 - 8:34pm

    Where's the world I knew?

    Did I grow up somewhere else?

    Am I in between?

     

    Then again, I ask.

    I question, I consider.

    I am not alone.

     

    Is this a new world?

    No.  It simply feels that way.

    But how do I know?

     

    I need certainty.

    And can I ever be sure?

    Yes, because I am.

     

    eta: Thanks, Peracles, for giving me a convenient space to belch.

     


    by barefooted on Thu, 10/04/2018 - 10:24pm

    Burp, you be welcome


    by PeraclesPlease on Fri, 10/05/2018 - 1:59am

    Actually, there's not much confusing about all of this at all:

    "I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones." - John Cage #quote #composer

    — Brian Eno (@dark_shark) October 19, 2018

    by artappraiser on Sat, 10/20/2018 - 6:22am