Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“In 1991, few North Koreans had ever used a telephone.
You had to go to a post office to make a phone call.”
Barbara Demick
A Call Home from London
Oh look at the wannabe telephone booths
And mini-mes in the window!
They look like things from my youth
From the times of bell bottoms and discos
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“In 1991, few North Koreans had ever used a telephone.
You had to go to a post office to make a phone call.”
Barbara Demick
A Call Home from London
“London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared, and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don’t look to us”
– The Clash
Posted in Caturday: Tale, Mystery and Humour
“When all candles be out, all cats be grey” John Heywood
The Dame and the White Cat for Caturday
The dame with her white cat
Stepped in for a quick chat
Sat down and whisked off her hat
Ordered a coffee with milk non-fat
“Good evening dearie”
She said leering
“Nice weather we are having this evening”
That was all she said
Her conversation dropping dead
Just quietly sipping the beverage
As if looking for a leverage
I stood there staring
The silence more than unbearing
Wondering ‘what or who was this stranger
Were we all in danger?’
As if reading my mind
The lady put down the cup
And finally looked up
And with smile made of kind
She stated matter of factually
“I need more cats!”
As ipso facto, this was actually
A store, where one could purchase such things
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“If I had to choose,
I would rather have birds than airplanes”
Charles Lindbergh
Birds
… One seagull a flying…
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“If I had to choose,
I would rather have birds than airplanes”
Charles Lindbergh
Birds
…And two swans swimming awa-y!…
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“If I had to choose,
I would rather have birds than airplanes”
Charles Lindbergh
Birds
…One bird a wondering…
Posted in Freaky Friday: Tales of the odd and unexpected
“Could you like chill for a sec?” Freaky Friday, The Movie
Totally Freaky Friday
Freaked up in the early morning hours
When the Dark Nordic Showers
Started banging against the roof plates
Silently, cursing my non sleepy state
Must this really be my fate?!
Oh, how I love to hate
Living up here in the Nordic States
“It’s a lottery win to be born here”
They say
But little do they sway
When the weather causes dismay
“They who?”
You may ask
“Better don’t”
Will always be my response
They are the ones watching, listening, telling you
What you should do
They may be just a few
But mess with them, and you are screwed!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“If I had to choose,
I would rather have birds than airplanes”
Charles Lindbergh
Birds
…One chicken a walking…
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“If I had to choose,
I would rather have birds than airplanes”
Charles Lindbergh
Birds
On a first day of November
I saw for my amaze:
One bird a chasing…
Posted in Freaky Friday: Tales of the odd and unexpected
“I hope your Black Friday injuries aren’t so severe that you can’t click a mouse on Cyber Monday.”
Black Friday Finland Style
“Bright light, bright light!”
“Oh my God, what is that?”
“Holy hell, is it a flying saucer?”
The masses had come out from their homes and workplaces staring and pointing up at the unidentified bright light high up in the sky. Some rumours had circulated, stating Finland had fallen under attack by UFOs.
In the corner of the street, a lonesome believer was preaching:
“The end of the world as we know it, is upon us!”
That day, was the first day of the month March.
Several months earlier:
It was the beginning of October. The land had fallen under darkness. As if an evil warlock had cast a spell. Sour faces all around, no expressions, as if away blurred. Hardly any sound could be heard. People on the streets, dragging their feet. The lust for life, all sucked out.
First of March
An unidentified source of light had appeared in the skies.
“The sun”, someone said, as the onlookers stood before her, bewildered.
“It is called the sun” she stated again with a smile.
But the other just shook their heads in disbelief.
Still, turning their collective faces towards “the sun”. And, as by a wave of a magic wand, the crowd closed their eyes in unison and enjoyed that sacred moment. A collective sigh of content was the only sound heard.
For who knew, how long this would last…
Rantings Of A Third Kind 