Seat on an Aeroplane

Posted in Seat Sunday

“In an aeroplane seat, en route to nowhere”

Seat on an Aeroplane

A reserved seat
By the window
Supposed treat
With a small peep hole
A looking glass
For what ever may pass
The wing
Of this flying thing

The Girl and her Cat

Posted in Caturday

“Cats are like music: It is foolish to try to explain their worth to those who do not appreciate them”

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The Girl and her Cat

Would you look at that!
The girl with the cat
On the sofa, laying flat

No time to chase a rat
No time for a little chat
Not even an eyelid will bat

No time for the internet
Nothing playing on the cassette
Nothing moves, on the chess set

If you want to bet
The only comment you get
“What the heck,
Are you staring at!”

Fav Foto Friday!

Posted in Fav Foto Friday

“You don’t take a photograph, you make it” Ansel Adams

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Fav Foto Friday!

How to choose a favourite
Do I even dare of it?
I love all “my offspring”
From early morning
To late of the night
I keep up the good fight
For my photographs
What more could I ask

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When it Rains it Pours (TBT)

Posted in Throwback Thursday

“And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow” Gilbert K. Chesterton


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When it Rains it Pours

The rain came down a pouring
The sound loud as roaring
Frozen drops, balls of hail
No time to stop and flail
Pounding hard onto the ground
A safe harbour needs to be found
The nature showing it’s full force
When it rains, then it pours

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A Quick Trip to Paris eleven

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“When in Paris, the good times cherish”
Gun Roswell

A Quick Trip to Paris

Doorways to the hidden secrets
Gates leading us to new fates
Stairways going up and down
Secret underpasses leading underground

This is Paris, the adventure
Try yourself non too much to censore
Just go with the flow and join the other dancers

Red Roses for Mundane Monday

Posted in Mundane Monday

“Almost every Monday I have a charity thing. I like that. I do” Yogi Berra

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Red Roses

Roses are red
Violets are blue
And so am I
So try not to mind
This poem has no rhyme

Mother of the Day for Mother’s Day

Posted in Celebration 

“God could not be everywhere,
and therefore he made mothers”
Rudyard Kipling

Mother of the Day

A Mother is pretty
A Mother is witty
A Mother is sometimes shitty

A Mother is all knowing
A Mother is easy going
A Mother is exploding

A Mother is loving
A Mother is giving
A Mother is bluffing

A Mother is organized
A Mother is stylized
A Mother is sometimes unwise

A Mother is, simply my Mother

Cats, Dogs and a few Ladies

Posted in Caturday

“Never try to outstubborn a cat” Robert A. Heinlein

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Cats, Dogs and a few Ladies

Cats, dogs and ladies
All live under the same roof
A gentle mix of meows and woofs
Added with some ifs, buts and maybes

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A playful sparring match
For the appetite to catch
Before dinner time calls
And they arrive on all fours

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What we can all agree upon
Is a comfortable seat to cuddle on
All gathering into the same spot
All together tight as a knot

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Sweetie Darlings, Have An Absolutely Fabulous Friday!

Posted in Fabulous Friday

An homage to the absolutely hilarious TV comedy; Absolutely Fabulous,
starring Jennifer Saunders and Joanna Lumley


”Darling, if you want to talk bollocks and discover the meaning of life, you’re better off downing a bottle of whiskey. At least that way, you’re unconscious by the time you start to take yourself seriously.” Patsy

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Absolutely Fabulous

Absolutely fabulous laughs
Absolutely fabulous cast
Absolutely fabulous show
I watched it several times or more
So, I really should know!

From a fan’s point of view
Of us, there are quite a few!
And we all are
Utterly sensational
Positively radiant
Happily glorious
And Abso-freaking-lutely
Fabulous too

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The Blame Game (TBT)

Posted in Throwback Thursday

“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise” Sigmund Freud

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The Blame Game

When you are a lying
On that sofa
Crying
Into a coma
Blaming everyone else
Except yourself

Your mother, your father
Even the family pet rather
Than copping-out
It was your self doubt
Accomplishments gone array
Just because of a high
To have and eat the cake
Soon turned out a fake

Excuses made
For each mistake
“It was not my quirk”
“The dog ate the homework”
“The weather was bad”
“The others made me feel sad”

Stop the blame game
Leave the shame
Look in the mirror
The picture getting clearer
Listen to the gong
Playing the same song
It was you
All along