Posted in Caturday
In honour of cats everywhere
“The ideal of calm exists in a sitting cat” Jules Renard
Tiger Cat
I am a tiger cat
Hear me roar!
My furry stripes
I am wearing proud
Sometimes picking a fight
‘Cause I like being loud
But when groomed and fed
And safely resting in bed
I am a cute little kitty
Without any hissy fitty
I am a soft kitty
Hear me purr
Posted in Photography 101: Connect & Tags (Day Six)
Poetry, Photography
“Connecting People” The Artist formerly known as Nokia
Victorian Times
After stone knives and bearskins
The science started to spin
Something called the telephone
And no less, but in a cramped booth
Enabled us to phone home
Life beginning to be very smooth
Keeping us connected
Posted in Photography and Poetry
“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls” George Carlin
The Dark Side of the Moon
If you are howling at the moon
You know it’s not twelve in the noon
Maybe doing a little dance
Around the garden in the nude prance
Paying homage to the big white ball in the sky
Whether down on the ground or up high
Some of us are more night people than others
If you think someone it bothers
Just tell them never mind, be kind
Let out a big smile
Tell them no tall tails
And if all else fails
Moon them!
Posted in Fav Foto Friday
Photography & Poetry
“The only photograph I regret, is the one I did not take”
Fav Foto Friday
This weeks recap of favourite photos of the week, published on Rantings of a Third Kind. Enjoy!
Posted in Photography 101: Warmth & the Quality of Light (Day Nine)
Photography, Poetry
“In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present” Francis Bacon
Suburban Rise and Fall
Between the early morning hours
And day light’s end
A sunrise most gorgeous
Into the setting of sun will blend
Posted in Photography 101: Warmth & the Quality of Light (Day Nine)
Photography, Poetry
“In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present” Francis Bacon
Sunset
Several flights higher
In the air much lighter
Sunset much brighter
Posted in Photography 101: Warmth & the Quality of Light (Day Nine)
Photography, Poetry
“In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present” Francis Bacon
Sunrise
In the early morning
The red sky adorning
Before the stormy clouds
Are a forming
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“Just an FYI: Thursday the 12th is just as rare at Friday the 13th.”
Throwback Thursday 2016-03-17
On Thursdays we walk down memory lane and dig deeply into the archives of Rantings Of A Third Kind. For these posts, I have chosen some of my personal favourites. Some of them may tickle the funny bone, some even provoke thoughts and some of them will give you a view of the world in photographs taken by yours truly.
Let the Rantings continue!!!
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress” Philip Roth
The Four Stages
My mind racing
A mile a minute
Restless pacing
Time not infinite
Head filled
With many stories
Not too thrilled
Of those inventories
Work in progress
Rather than in press
Not an offense
Just a defence
The stages of writing
Clear in my head
Would rather be
Or staying in bed
I hate it, I love it
I am up, I am down
I am all around
Unable to commit
Now needed
Some simple planning
Write until depleted
Then only be fanning
When a task is completed
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“Writing about a writer’s block is better than not writing at all” Charles Bukowski
Block, What Block?
Deadline approaches
Shoving off the roaches
Clearing the table
Computer enabled
Typing, typing, typing
Trickles of sweat
On my forehead
Writing some more
Oh what a bore
Writing, writing, writing
Reading out loud
Feeling kind of proud
Even without a crowd
Sitting on a cloud
I love it
I feel uplifted
Its pure golden
Feeling bolden
Continuing my writing
Reading back
I feel the lack
Lost the right track
I am a quack
I hate it
It’s utter shit
My writing sucks
What the fuck
Almost quitting
Seems fitting
Maybe try knitting
Before I am splitting
Delete, delete, delete
Giving it a third try
Even though feeling dry
No pain no gain
I need a new aim
Writing, writing, writing
Finally done
Hesitation all gone
Task completed
Feeling depleted
Reading, reading, reading
Not half bad
Finally feeling glad
Afraid of changing my mind again
I hit send
