Posted in the Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Fish and Blueberry Pie Sunday for Daily Photo
"Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes" Joseph Roux
Blueberry Pie
If you ask me no questions,
I will tell you no lies!
(How many pieces
Of this delicious pie
Did I really eat?
Just read my tweet
And possibly
You’ll be the wiser
Or just follow my philosophy
And eat the pie as an appetizer
Then it won’t count
And your calories will mount
To a lesser number!)
Posted in the Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Fish and Blueberry Pie Sunday for Daily Photo
"Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes" Joseph Roux
Fish
All this for a feast
To say the least!
So much to eat
Some salty, some sweet
To top it all
Fish served in a bowl
Before you know it
You’re off your feet
Lying on the couch
With a tummy ouch
But a fair price to pay
For such a great meal
On this lovely Sunday!
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Travel
“It's a cute little studio apartment that has just what I need: a bed, a couch, a table, a chair, and a coffee-maker.” ― Shawn Lukas
Dreaming in Black and White for Seat Sunday
In technicolour dreaming
You sometimes wake up screaming
Do not struggle or fight
Turn off all colours
And soon, the soothing
Of Black and White
Will dim down the lights
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Travel
“It's a cute little studio apartment that has just what I need: a bed, a couch, a table, a chair, and a coffee-maker.” ― Shawn Lukas
Dreaming in Colour for Seat Sunday
In the middle of the night
Just when you thought you missed that flight
Just when you thought it could not get more duller
Dreams vivid, and in full colour
A seat, in summer, poolside
All the nightmares, can now, subside
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
"By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer." Helen Hunt Jackson
September Pink for Daily Photo
A sunny reminder
Of the days of summer
But then we found out
It was actually September
Oh, what a bummer!
Oh well, any ways,
As long as there is no snow
And the winds won’t blow
We won’t have a cow!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 