Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
Snow cover was here to stay
But down poured the rain
On a November’s day
And washed it all away
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
Nature not too pretty
Need to say something witty
But to be honest
It all looks very shitty
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
Odd things hovering
Creeping and crawling
From under the covers
Where snow them hid
No closing the lid
They just keep coming!
Posted in the Daily Post : Tiny : Photograph, Poetry and Humour
“A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark”
Dante Alighieri
Tiny Things
Tiniest Queen
Made,
For you and me
With a royal wave
Oh,
Just behave!
Posted in the Daily Post : Tiny : Photograph, Poetry and Humour
“A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark”
Dante Alighieri
Tiny Things
Tiny things
On the windowsill
Standing quite still
Posted in the Daily Post : Tiny : Photograph, Poetry and Humour
“A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark”
Dante Alighieri
Tiny Things
The tiny carrier
Breaks the barriers
A beast of burden
Quite determined
Posted in the Daily Post : Tiny : Photograph, Poetry and Humour
“A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark”
Dante Alighieri
Tiny Things
“The Tiny Elvis
Has left the building”
Posted in the Daily Post : Tiny : Photograph, Poetry and Humour
“A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark”
Dante Alighieri
Tiny Things
Tiny in size
Two of a kind
In a meeting
Of the minds
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Snow and then some!”
Uphill Battle
Ride, ride, ride your bike
Gently up the hill
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a chill
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella?
These people are my fans,
and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing,
I can stand in the rain”
Bobby Darin
Umbrella
Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella
Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla
There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella
Rantings Of A Third Kind 