The New Clause: Bubba Clause!!! |
----- MEMO ----- To: Southern USA Residents From: Santa RE: Replacement Santa I regret to inform you that effective immediately, I will no longer be able to serve the Southern Uni...
Posted by BiG JoN on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 01:10:00 PST |
A Dream |
NightMare? Took a nap. Dreamt he was possessed and wanted to cut me up. We wrestled. I choked him and he played dead. Two seconds after I let go- he found a bigger knife and chased me out of the h...
Posted by BiG JoN on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 09:46:00 PST |
Lonely man |
Alone in his boat, in the dark of early morning, Santiago rows out to sea. He hears the other fishermen leaving in their boats but cannot see them in the dark. He passes the phosphorescence of some Gu...
Posted by BiG JoN on Wed, 04 Oct 2006 08:00:00 PST |
Lonely.....for you, for me, for all of us..... |
Lonely I spoke out loud; they heard me not. I stood up; they did not see me. I danced to my own tune; they looked away. I wrote a sonnet from my heart; they laughed and turned away. I painted a bea...
Posted by BiG JoN on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 10:01:00 PST |
Faux Art!! [F a r t ! !] |
This page courtesy of: http://www.students.sbc.edu/evans06/presentation.htm...Intro
duction: The movement known as Dada was born in Zurich, Switzerland and was primarily created as a backlash to the ...
Posted by BiG JoN on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 03:38:00 PST |
The Breathers of Ardini's Whoa(woe) |
Part TwoIn every direction we could see, there was now solid rock. Glistening from the sunlight that shone upon it; as the waters ran from it; back to the sea. The small ship tilted to one side as it'...
Posted by BiG JoN on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 10:01:00 PST |
Writing a story.......... |
The Breathers of Ardini's Whoa
{inspired by my friend Dave Friday.}
Part One:
It has been an old story passed down from father to son for 10,000 generations. A story so odd and so far-fetched that tod...
Posted by BiG JoN on Sat, 18 Feb 2006 10:31:00 PST |
Poet and Know it |
Not all poetry rhymes:
Making of a Muse
I was happy, in control of myself and my little world.I celebrated each day, with the performance of themusic.I had lived a simple, satisfactory life.I h...
Posted by BiG JoN on Sat, 18 Feb 2006 10:27:00 PST |
