October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and Poetry
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“Sunset is still my favorite color, and rainbow is second” Mattie Stepanek
Last Sunset of October
On my way high, high up
Ever higher
Closer to the sky
On a smooth elevator ride
Up to the 16th floor I fly
From this ocean view
Reserved for only a few
Enjoying the last rays of sun
The last of the sunsets
Of the month of october
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and Poetry
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“Photography to me is catching a moment which is passing, and which is true”
Jacques-Henri Lartigue
Blue Moment
That moment at dawn
Has you quite drawn
The sky and nature
Of one blue creature
The coolest of blues
The nature in hue…
…A natural true blue
Photo101 Rehab, The Clinic: Week 43 Wrap Up
“Last year, after completing the Photo101 course, I opened the Photo Rehab Event in this blog, a ‘healing clinic’, for all of us who love photography (hobbyists, amateurs, pro-shooters and enthusiasts) who missed the course and daily interaction with other photobloggers.” Lucile De Godoy
Check out all the magnificent photographs for this week from Lucile’s site:
Week 44: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab
Also featured Rantings Of A Third Kind:
“Gun from Rantings of a Third Kind blue poem and photos evoke peace and reflection. These images of the last sunset of October are breathtaking.”
Poetry and Photography
Posted in Travel Words Bench Photo Challenge, the Bench Series
“I must go in. The fog is rising” EMILY ELIZABETH DICKINSON
Halloween Night on the Bench
Surrounded by misty air
Missed the last fare
Sitting on the park bench
Wishing I had worn a trench
The eerie surroundings
Leaving my heart pounding
Not a soul in sight
On this mystical night
Wrapping my coat tighter
My mood getting lighter
I hear some noises
A car approaches
Finally, I have a ride!
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and Poetry
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“He should not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall” J.R.R. Tolkien
Nightfall, City Lights
The soft coloured city lights
Reflecting on the water
In the darkened nights
Of the month of October
Standing on the pier
No one else is near
Reflecting the day’s events
Before I finally relent
And start my journey home
Celebration on Rantings of a Third Kind
“Blogs are whatever we make them. Defining ‘Blog’ is a fool’s errand” Michael Conniff
Magic in Numbers, Part Two
Something major established
Post number 666 is now published
A record was broken for October
Therefore no time for feeling somber
Halloween surely left me astonished
And so for today, my tasks are finished
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and Poetry
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“Sunset is still my favorite color, and rainbow is second” Mattie Stepanek
Last Sunset of October
On my way high, high up
Ever higher
Closer to the sky
On a smooth elevator ride
Up to the 16th floor I fly
From this ocean view
Reserved for only a few
Enjoying the last rays of sun
The last of the sunsets
Of the month of october
Celebration on Rantings of a Third Kind
“Don’t procrastinate. If you want to blog, then blog.” Fritz Chery
Magic in Numbers
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Total followers 626
Hits 10 636
The numbers are magical
Like all hallows eve
It has been gradual
But one has to believe
To achieve one’s goals
You need lot of effort
Maybe run a few polls
But in the end the reward
Is greater than expected
And after all, you are connected
Happy Halloween Everyone!
“Scary monsters, super creeps, Keep me running, running scared” David Bowie
Scary Monsters and Super Freaks
Darkness surrounds me
In every corner do I see
Scary monsters lurking
Soon enough, freaking
Footfalls getting closer
I look over my shoulder
Fight or flight?
Did not even bring a knife
Picking up the pace
Looking for a hiding place
Nothing can be found
I turn around
Standing paralyzed
Totally petrified
Watching helplessly
Facing the enemy
Feeling hopeless
When a dark figure approaches
Huffing and puffing
Its legs scuffing
It stops in front of me
Looking at me, curiosly
Its mouth opening suddenly
“Got a light deary?”
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