Photography and Poetry
“We see what we want”
Neon Life
Bright lights
Bright colours
Never night
Never duller
When life is
Such a bliss
And filled with
Neon colours
Poetry of Everything
Photography and Poetry: Photo Challenge, Camera Lucida, Week 7
“Be brave enough to live life creatively. The creative place where no one else has ever been” Alan Alda
‘CAMERA LUCIDA’ – OUT OF PLACE
The odd one out
Without a doubt
Standing tall
Midst of them all
The only one
Of the colour red
Can’t be undone
Cheering instead
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile DeGodoy
“When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator” Mahatma Gandhi
Yellow, orange, red
The colours bled
When the sun sets
There are no regrets
Of the night ahead
A new day is bread
And the sun sets
Again tomorrow
Gun Roswell is back in action!
“A hospital is no place to be sick” Samuel Goldwyn
Recommissioned
What once was broken
Has just now been fixed
When I was woken
I realized I wasn’t jinxed
Now it is time to start healing
And loose the sickly feeling
The situation wasn’t as rough
Just follow the instructions
In ship shape and Bristol fashion
And up and about soon enough
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Out of Order
Replaced by Metal
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A homage to bedpans everywhere!
“A hospital bed is a parked taxi with the meter running” Groucho Marx
Ode to Bedpans
When you are
Down and out
Then just give
A small shout
Soon enough
Before things get tough
The nice nurses
Will come a running
In their purses
Carrying the plumbing
And without a doubt
Ease your pout
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“What I do is not rocket science, but I sure do love it” Kyle Chandler
Rocket Science? It’s Just Life!
Life
Is complicated
Feelings of hate
It challenges you
It teases you
Makes you feel very small
The elating, making you tall
Pushing you against the wall
Even if you wanted to just go to the mall
You are so confused
With feelings of being abused
Left out standing in the cold
Cheated of everything and very old
It’s more like science
Than any kind of common sense
How to break the fence
Find the formula of suspense
Remember this one thing
And it can make you sing
It’s only complicated
If you are acting stupid
It’s not rocket science
It’s just life with a little defiance
“I’m a writer and, therefore, automatically a suspicious character” – Alfred Hitchcock
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer
Looking into
A writers mind
You may phew
On what you find
Look in,
Carefully
Surprisingly
Lurking
Emerging
A
Tinker, Tailor,
Soldier, Sailor,
Rich Man, Poor Man,
Beggar Man, Thief
Peeping Tom, Stalker
Pervert, Prude
Sister, Brother
Loud Mouth, Mute
A
Antagonist
Protagonist
Killer, Saviour
Bad behaviour?
Winner, Looser
Coward, Hero
Or simply a Zero?
Storyteller, Liar
Truth teller, Denier
A questionable character?
Or just a clever Actor?
Psychopath,
Or, on a Path?
Writer, Politician, or a Crook?
Did I get you hooked?
“Careful how you play your card, when you have a queen in your hand”
I am the Queen of Fucking Everything
Who am I?
You dare to ask me?
Or are you playing shy?
Or do you task me?
Do you not know who I am?
I am everyone
And I am no one
I know all
Still I am alone
I own everything
And I own nothing
I rule the world
Yet, I rule nothing
I rule your world
I rule you
I am gorgeous
I am sexy
I am marvellous
I am perplexing
Hardly ordinary
I am, extraordinaire
All the adjectives you can imagine
No one quite my kin
I can do anything
I can do everything
I can go everywhere
You can find me anywhere
And don’t you dare
To disagree with me
Or I will give you the scare
For contradicting me
Why?
You ask
The reason is
this simple thing
I am the Queen of
Fucking Everything!
“Life is short, fragile and does not wait for anyone. There will NEVER be a perfect time to pursue your dreams and goals”
Replaced by Metal
Today I saw it
The huge chunk of metal
Replacing my joint
I almost shifted gear
Just out of fear
Making my stomach churn
Pushing the pedal to the metal
And making u-turn
While running away
But wait, please stay
Easy as pie it would be
So at least they told me
While they operate
You get to lie in bed
Take a short nap
No mishap
While the pros
Do their chores
Unconscious, unaware
So, there really is no scare!