Posted in the Daily Post: Path: Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paths
Ride, ride, ride your bike
Gently down the path
If the bike should break down
Don’t get a frown
Put up your thumb
It won’t get numb
And just start to hitchhike
Posted in the Daily Post: Path: Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paths
The measure of a valiant warrior
When finding a path at the end of the corridor
And stepping onto it like a true toreador
Posted in the Daily Post: Path: Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paths
A yellow brick road
Ahead of you flows
Step on the tiles
And soon you’ll fly
Posted in the Daily Post: Path: Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paths
Each journey, starts with one wheel
Add a few more, and you’ll have an automobile
Travel near and far
In your brand new car
Follow each and every path
Like they were the last
Posted in the Daily Post: Path: Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paths
What lies behind the closed gate?
A path towards your fate?
Just step inside, or you’ll be too late!
Posted in the Daily Post: Path: Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paths
Just follow the path
It has no wrath
You may end up doing some math
Or even taking a bath
But don’t be a sissy
Little Missy
Just follow the path
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“Of joys departed, not to return,
how painful the remembrance”
Robert Blair
Thursday
Candles lit
On the window’s sill
In remembrance
Of friends gone by
Posted in Fandom/Homage
“I live right in front of my daughter.
I have a little house right in front of her because
I can stay in touch. It’s like a little commune,
and it’s very nice, because you can be close.
I can see my granddaughter.
I live very close to my brother, too, and my son.
We’re a very close family”
Debbie Reynolds
RIP Debbie Reynolds
She had grace
She had style
A comedic sense
Which made us smile
A true star
Shining, now and forever
For us fans near and far
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Childhood means simplicity. Look at the world with the child’s eye – it is very beautiful” Kailash Satyarthi
Who is Gun Roswell?
The year was nineteen sixty eight
Life still at stage wait
I must have been no more
Than three years of age
Little Red Riding Hood
Yes, I knew I could
In the borrowed red elf’s hat
Cutest thing you ever saw
Prettiest princess of them all
How could I ever top that!
Now, forty seven years later
Oh life, you’re such a traitor!
I still love red of course
Now I wear it with horns
In the mighty stiletto heels
Life is as good as it feels
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Not fitting in just means you’re in the wrong place”
If There is a Wrong Place and a Wrong Time, I’ll be There
A sale of shoes
Small sizes only
feeling bold
Into the men’s section
I wandered
No time to loose
A nice pair of boots
Fitting like a glove
I am in love
A passer by
Asks me to pose
For a picture
To be a feature
In the paper
In my raggedy jeans
Crashing a party
Of the cocktail kind
A piece of a pie
Instructing all to jive
I was an
Overnight sensation
Even without
The proper presentation
Dancing the night away
With a hip and a sway
In my way to a show
My face in a glow
Hoping premium seats to score
Then a let down
All sold out
Feeling like clown
My face in a frown
Life is a bore
Sitting in the entry way
Sobbing
‘Hey lady’ I hear
Can you sing?
In my mind a ding
My heart is throbbing
Without remorse
I join the chorus
Singing my heart out
Without a doubt
The best night
Of my entire life
Despite the lack
Of several facts
I can’t dance, act or even sing
Rantings Of A Third Kind 