Homage
Happy National Tea Month!
“Make it so!” Captain Jean-Luc Picard
Tea Time!
Tea, hot, with a twist of lemon
Maybe enjoyed even in Bremen
The delightful aroma
Can lull you to a coma
In company or solitude
It is a prelude
To a life’s passion
A sweet sensation
When into the dark liquid dipping
Whether gulping or sipping
Enjoy the moment of pure bliss
For who could resist
Tea time
Happy National Tea Month!
“Enjoy life sip by sip, not gulp by gulp” The Minister of Leaves, The Republic of Tea
Tea, Earl Grey, Hot
Slow down
Listen
To the world
Around
Forget
That strife
Just Enjoy
Without a ploy
The simple pleasures,
Purest treasures
Of life
A cup of tea,
Plain and simple
Easy as
Your A, B, C
Soon you’ll see
A dimple
On your cheek
Will sneak
Breathe in
Breathe out
Relinquish
All doubt
Nothing to it
You can do it
Relax a while
It is no guile
Soon enough
The moment
That should have
Forever lasted
Has passed
You are back
On track
Remembering,
Hoping
The moments
Between now
And running out
To the
wide open
Would last
Longer than
A token
In honour of Caturday, for all cats everywhere
Poetry, Song and Photography
“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner
Caturday, 2015-11-07
The cat in the mirror
The sleek feline figure
Eyes blue as sapphire
Her spirit filled with fire
Herself does she admire
In honour of Caturday, for all cats everywhere
Poetry, Song and Photography
“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner
Caturday, 2016-01-23
Cats, cats, cats
I see a lots of cats
Cats over there
And cats over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
Oh, look at the pretty cat
In the window there
What window, where?
Over there, over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
An homage to David Bowie, RIP
“I’m an instant star. Just add water and stir” David Bowie
An homage to David Bowie, RIP
You left our little place
Gone back to outer space
This is ground control:
We are sorry to see you go
He is the Starman
Flying high, high up
Into the open skies
Back into the stratosphere
Only to disappear
Leaving behind the music
For us to hear
Related posts:
Faded Footprints, David Bowie, In Memoriam
An homage to Alan Rickman, RIP
“I am the character you are not supposed to like” Alan Rickman
An homage to Alan Rickman, RIP
You made us gag
You made us cry
You made us laugh
You made us smile
All the characters we loved
Even the villains unloved
Thanks for everything
You left behind
You were a true king
Of a different kind
An homage to James Earl Jones, Many Happy Returns
“There’s nothing I would retire for, so I won’t retire” James Earl Jones
An homage to James Earl Jones, Happy 85th Birthday!
A voice like thunder
Presence filled with wonder
From pre-med
On to the stage
Many a great characters
Taking us into adventures
But lucky were us nerds
When the voice of Darth Vader we heard
Other than that?
Well, of course, many happy returns!
An homage to Betty White, Many Happy Returns
“I may be a senior, but so what? I’m still hot” Betty White
An homage to Betty White, Happy 94th Birthday!
Absolutely fabulous
Absolutely gorgeous
Absolutely hilarious
Absolutely flawless
Laughter is eternal
Completely universal
If I could not laugh
I would be terminal
Thanks for everything so far Ms. Betty
Throwing your way some confetti
What ever more you can deliver
I am totally ready!
Many happy returns!
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of Music
&
An homage to David Bowie and all those musicians who have passed
“Music, makes the people, come together” Madonna
Drumming a Beat
No need for a seat
Feeling the heat
As I am quite sweet
On dancing to the beat
Of a different drum
Related posts:
Life is a Musical (number) (Repost for SL WEEK)
I Thought My Life Would Include More Impromptu Sing-a-longs (Repost for SL WEEK)
In honour of Caturday, for all cats everywhere
“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere” Groucho Marx
Caturday, 2016-01-16
When the black cat
Was crossing the street
She was chasing a rat
Trying to act discreet
Hiding behind a big hat
Awaiting her treat
The grounded bat
Knew he tasted sweet
Stood still on the mat
There was no time to greet
Only time, for combat
After a long while
Both standing still
Trying to act hostile
But without thrill
So instead of the usual
They decided in mutual
This tale’s end
Will the norm bend
Cat and mouse decided
To shake their paws delighted
The lesson of this tale?
Sometimes it’s good to fail
Rantings Of A Third Kind 