October, It is the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Poetry and Photography
“When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.” George R.R. Martin
Friday, Sunset in Suburbia
Sitting at the window
In my little house
In deepest of suburbia
Watching the clouds
As they pass by
The sun slowly setting
Disappearing behind
The tall buildings
I keep on clicking
Capturing the turn
Of the brightest day
Into the darkest of nights
“There’s never one sunrise the same or one sunset the same” Carlos Santana
Blue Moment
That silent moment
Between sunset
And complete darkness
The blue moment
Sets, before the sun
Photography and Poetry
“The fallen leaves in the forest seemed to make even the ground glow and burn with light” Malcolm Lowry, October Ferry To Gabriola
October Day in Suburbia
The sun was beckoning
Behind the closed window shades
The outside warm and welcoming
Blue skies and colours splayed
On the tableau drawn by nature
Quite the creator
Of beauty and awe
Almost dropped my jaw
When I stepped outside
And stared with pride
Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance” Carl Sandburg
Leaves of October
The leaves of colour
Soon but shadows
Slowly fading away
In the October rain
Autumn leaves
Falling down
From the trees
On to the ground
The winds are soon
But a silent whisper
As the leaves bloom
Out of existence
Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“When walking through the ‘valley of shadows,’ remember, a shadow is cast by a Light” Austin O’Malley
Shadow Play in October Part Two
The October sun’s shadows
Casting tall and narrow
The darkened figures
Painting abstract pictures
Onto every surface
Carefully you listen
But the only sound
Is the soft whistle
Of the Autumn leaves
Landing on the ground
Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow” Helen Keller
Shadow Play in October Part One
The sun in zenith
Standing beneath it
My shadow casting tall
Despite feeling small
The shadows at play
On this October day
Wish I could stay
A while longer
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and poetry
“October is crisp days and cool nights, a time to curl up around the dancing flames and sink into a good book.”
Sunny Days in October, Part Four
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and poetry
“October is crisp days and cool nights, a time to curl up around the dancing flames and sink into a good book.”
Sunny Days in October, Part Three
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and poetry
“October is crisp days and cool nights, a time to curl up around the dancing flames and sink into a good book.”
Sunny Days in October, Part Two
October: Month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
Photography and poetry
“October is crisp days and cool nights, a time to curl up around the dancing flames and sink into a good book.”
Sunny Days in October Part One
Rain, rain, rain
And some more rain
But, wait… what?
Today, no rain?
Surprisingly sunny
To the point of funny
The air soft and warm
I could have sworn
It was late summer
But oh bummer
I wasn’t grinning
Because,
It was the beginning
Of October
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