Writing Challenges
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of Car
“Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It’s the only way to live
In cars”
Gary Numan – Cars
Jealous of my Boogie
“Don’t be jealous of my boogie”
The older wise Mercedes said to the little new car
Who had turned red when trying with the old one to spar
And found out, it could not drive quite as far
After all, the vintage model was the star
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of Car
“Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It’s the only way to live
In cars”
Gary Numan – Cars
Goldilocks and the Three Yellow Lorries
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks. She went for a walk in the neighbourhood. Pretty soon, she came upon a parking lot and noticed three yellow lorries.
She stepped into the biggest one:
“This lorry is too hot to handle” she exclaimed.
So, she hopped into the middle lorry, and sat behind the wheel again:
“This lorry is too passe,” she said
So, she tried the smallest of the lorries:
“Ahhh, this lorry is just right,” she said happily, turned on the engine, and off she went!
Posted in Humour/ Daily Incidents / Poetry /SL-WEEK 42 Car
“Good things come in small sizes”
Ode to My Little Car
It was a tiny little thing
Not the prettiest of the lot
The name had a soft ring
Almost like a plot
Fiesta…
Siesta…
Round and round in paces
Could see the look on others faces
‘Surely that is not the car to buy’
‘To her money she would kiss goodbye’
Trying it on for size I did
Smiling like a little kid
Spite what others may have though
This car was surely bought
It wasn’t quite what expected
Less is not more, had to respect it
Tempted by a car with muscle
The salesman tried to hustle
Something made me turn to look
The little car had gotten me hooked
Back and forth I went
Trying not to get bent
It was calling me I could hear
Trying hard not to get near
But
Fear not
Reason won in the end
After all
The muscle car was too tall
And lets face it
I got hitched
The tiny car was kin
All is well in the end
Lesson learned: Think big, buy small!
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Ready for a Close-up?
“I am ready for my close-up Mr DeMille!”
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Dandelions
Yellow
Rhymes with jell-o
Not a gal nor fellow
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Red or White?
A rose is a rose
Of course, of course
Or was it a horse?
Any ways:
Ladies and Gentlemen: Roses!
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Bells a ringing
Slay bells a ringing?
It’s summer time:
Can’t touch this…
Purple flowers,
They are gorgeous
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Velvet
You can touch
But not too much
A smooth velvet crush
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Violet
Luscious and lovin’
Well worth havin’
This wasn’t a poem
Posted in the Daily Post: Admiration
Photography / Poetry(?) /Humour
Admiration (The Daily Post)
“Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it” Friedrich Nietzsche
Roses are Pink
Roses are pink
Violets are yellow
And so am I
OK, so did not find a rhyme!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 