Humour
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“I no longer believe in the Easter Bunny,
and I’m beginning to wonder about Santa Claus.
But I believe wholeheartedly in 47”
Sarah Dolinar
Forty-Seven: The Homage
How phenomenal
Quite Astrological
Completely magical
Oh so mythical
Like a rock star
My profound respect
I am fundamentally perplexed
How very puzzling
Even a little hustling
Quite the dazzling
You are… the Culprit
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“You can’t party all the time –
especially in January!”
Neon Hitch
January 2017
Criss-cross
Like using,
Dental floss
Across
The snowy road
People and wheels
Slowly float
Today,
There is no boss
Just the substance
In the colour
Of white
Can you feel
How lite
We now are?
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“You can’t party all the time –
especially in January!”
Neon Hitch
January 2017
“On our patio
Tiny flakes of snow
Flowing down slow
Curiously dancing
To the tune of the banjo
Almost like a nature’s show
Of the flamenco,
Dreaming like I was in Rio de Janeiro…”
“Whoa!
Did your head get a blow?
It’s only January the second, Joe,
And you’re dreaming,
In the colours of Picasso!
Lay off the booze
And go, have a snooze!”
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“You can’t party all the time –
especially in January!”
Neon Hitch
January 2017
If you are really smart
Today,
You’ll get a fresh clean start
Gone is the darkness
It might have been harmless
But caused a lot of anguish
From onward of this date
With the fresh clean slate
Hold your head up high
Look far into the sky
But heed this fair warning;
Or else, you may get stung
Because, onto your tongue
A snowflake, may be landing!
Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can”
Rufus Wainwright
Lunch
Just another Monday
Wish someone would bring me a sundae
To complete this mundane lunch
Before I start to hunch
Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can”
Rufus Wainwright
Candle Light Dinner
Even if it is not Sunday
Dinner by candle light
Must be the highlight
Of a Mundane Monday
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Continued Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
Nope, not a punter,
But,
A wanna be hunter
No time for banter
I have a plan here
I am going to be a mini vampire!
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Continued Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
The three of us
Are resting our butts
On this nice couch
There is no fuss
Just trust
Between
The three of us
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Continued Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
I was born with teeth
I am quick on my feet
Sometimes I hit the streets
Other times
I hog all the seats
Just because I can
And because
I was born with teeth
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Continued Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
Mug shot number one:
This was supposed to for the passport
But since I accidentally snorted
I almost got deported
And now, this is my mug shot
Mug shot number two:
Dreaming and snoring
Who said life was boring
I know you are all adoring
My pretty profile in this mug shot
Rantings Of A Third Kind 