Posted in The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge, Seasons
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“Now is the winter of our discontent” Richard III, William Shakespeare
Nightfall
Soft white lights
In the middle of the night
All have taken flight
From the silent street
Not even a tweet
From the lonely parakeet
After all,
It’s no ball
In the middle of
Winter
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“Now is the winter of our discontent” Richard III, William Shakespeare
Red
What a blast
The contrast
Not unabashed
As it flashed
Its red colour
All over
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“Now is the winter of our discontent” Richard III, William Shakespeare
Blurred Bines
With a snow cover
On the top they hover
Not quite the clover
Still always on the upper
They say it’s a hopper
They call them the blurred bines
Yeah yeah yeah!
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“Now is the winter of our discontent” Richard III, William Shakespeare
Bending not breaking
Swaying back and forth
Somewhere up north
In a forsaken part of earth
Where mother nature gave them birth
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“Now is the winter of our discontent” Richard III, William Shakespeare
Snowfall
It pours when it snows
When the soft white stuff downward flows
But still something strong grows
Even if the wind really hard blows
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“Now is the winter of our discontent” Richard III, William Shakespeare
Snowy Cotton Balls
Fluffy and puffy
But still most toughie
Balls made of snow
In the darkness they’ll glow
Pick one up and whoa!
Then in a slow mo
It far away throw
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“I was once living very actively – playing football, tennis, participating into car races. Sometimes I would play poker and pool. But later somebody stole my PC and that was it”
OMG: The Internet Just Crashed!
That moment you dreaded
Has unexpectedly arrived
The internet just died
Your life shredded
Panicking, freaking out!
Wondering, what the hell is this about?
You don’t have any clue
Of what you need to do
Retreating to a corner
Your life suddenly out of order
Sitting, sobbing, slowly rocking
Your whole body shaking
Cold sweat on your skin
What to do, where to begin?
Utterly and hopelessly lost
Oh, what a cost
For what you have lost
Is that precious connection
Your whole life’s projection
On the world wide web
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“Just an FYI: Thursday the 12th is just as rare at Friday the 13th.”
Throwback Thursday 2016-02-25
Each Thursday we walk down memory lane and dig deeply into the archives of Rantings Of A Third Kind. For these posts, I have chosen some of my personal favourites. Some of them may tickle the funny bone, some even provoke thoughts and some of them will give you a view of the world in photographs taken by yours truly.
OMG: The Internet Just Crashed! (Repost for TBT)
Let the Rantings continue!!!
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“Don’t do as I do, do as I write” Gun Roswell
Just Try It!
Being online
Sitting in the front line
Twenty four seven
Calling it heaven
Made it your tantra
Repeating that mantra
An existence with a twist
If you’re not on Google
You don’t exist
At your disposal
Hear out this proposal
Turn off the computer and phone
Don’t worry about being left alone
Forget the social media hype
For a while at least
Tame that beast
There is this thing called, life
Out there, somewhere
Lurking about
Just try it out!
You might actually find it
Better than expected
Feeling reconnected
And maybe even accept it
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