Thursday, March 19, 2009

Sepia Scenes and .... Quivel


And then
there was nothing
else.
Nothing
but
the man
and his music ...

"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."
Aldous Huxley




I used half sepia to draw all the attention to the man and his music.

Find more Sepia Scenes here.




And now, for something completely different.
Run!
Flee while you still can, and I'll seek a good hiding place.
For it's time for Dr John's Quivel
and Quilly's Three Word Challenge.
Bad poetry and rigamarole,
because there is a paucity of Quivel writers,
and I happen to be one of them ...
Don't take it too serious
I'm only in it
for the heck of it ...




Poetic drivel,
more specifically known as
Quivel,
lifts the spirit.

Also sprach Dr John.

No need for
a rhyme,
just go with the flow
and jot down a scribble.


An anopisthograph
of teterrimous
jargon
or perhaps if you're lucky
some mellifluous
parlando.

But be wary!
Quilly's words can be scary!

Zoilists
and under the weather
pettifoggers
could get
seriously aggravated,
and
irritated.

Their
sternutatory spasms
sternutations
volgivagant sneezes
aspersing
hitonious green dribble.


Enough of this nonsense,
this rigamarole
Basta,
ora basta!
Basta.

That's it.