When wars end, pants cone down to let loose freedom at the seams. The twenties we a time of let loose change that were soon censored by prohibition collars and movies that roped scenes to come. Yet laughter prevails. Antidote to our times seen as suspenders popped to let life loosen the threads that have held us together.
Great job Alan. My grandpa was born in 1897 and was on the farm during that first war but he said a lot of men came back who only wanted to laugh because, you got the feeling that "if they started to cry they would never stop."
Brilliant Absolutely!
Thanks, Nirmala! Kind of you to say.
lol!
This wins the most unusual topic of the month award, Alan.
But also - a cleverly written poem.
Dave :)
Enjoyed speedy
Glad to hear it!
When wars end, pants cone down to let loose freedom at the seams. The twenties we a time of let loose change that were soon censored by prohibition collars and movies that roped scenes to come. Yet laughter prevails. Antidote to our times seen as suspenders popped to let life loosen the threads that have held us together.
Of course, he ends up redeeming himself at the end...
Lloyd was one of the best comic actors of the silent film era.
Yes and yes!
Great poem, what a visual, poor guy. I love the old movies.
Thanks, Kathleen.
You're welcome
Fun memories of film class back in the silent era when I went to college
Great job Alan. My grandpa was born in 1897 and was on the farm during that first war but he said a lot of men came back who only wanted to laugh because, you got the feeling that "if they started to cry they would never stop."
Oh, that's something. Thanks for sharing that, Wes.