Posted in BEST OF 2016
What after all, is a halo?
It’s only one more thing to keep clean”
Christopher Fry
The Halo Effect
What a surprise
Up in the skies
The sun got its halo
She was trying to lay low
But somehow
She was found
And awarded
With a ring of light
Shining ever so bright
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy…
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy…
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy…
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy
Early morning in January
I was really in a hurry
The venue was set in the city
And feeling a little giddy
After all travelling by train
Was not something to do in vain
Especially in the middle of winter
With temperatures below zero
And myself certainly no sprinter
And even less of a hero
Reaching the train station
After half jogging the way
Then I heard the notification
The train had been delayed
No indication as to arrival time
But they told us, all was fine
Just a minor snafu
The train would be there in a few
A few minutes went by
On the platform standing by
Then after a while
Waiting for the train to arrive
I was wishing I had taken the car
I would have been so very far
Oh what fun and joy!
Toes, fingers and nose freezing
The snow storm’s intensity increasing
Now I know, this was a winter’s ploy!
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
After a relaxing time
You hear the town bell chime
Before it’s bedtime
You need to spend a dime
So sue me, this had to rhyme!
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
When on the town
Getting all around
There is one thing
You wish you had found
A seat, to relax on!
continued in part two
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
When finally found
Face in an upside frown
Jumping up and down
Giving a spin in the gown
continued in part three
Rantings Of A Third Kind 