POSTED IN MUNDANE MONDAY CHALLENGE #50
Poetry, Photography, Humour
“Life tends to be an accumulation of a lot of mundane decisions, which often gets ignored” David Byrne
Snowy Crop Circles
POSTED IN MUNDANE MONDAY CHALLENGE #50
Poetry, Photography, Humour
“Life tends to be an accumulation of a lot of mundane decisions, which often gets ignored” David Byrne
Snowy Crop Circles
POSTED IN MUNDANE MONDAY CHALLENGE #50
Poetry, Photography, Humour
“Life tends to be an accumulation of a lot of mundane decisions, which often gets ignored” David Byrne
Mundane Monday 2016-03-14
It’s Monday again
I tried to stay in bed
Sleep in
But why bother
For next week
Another Monday
Will raise its head
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Women
“If you want something said, ask a man; if you want something done, ask a woman” Margaret Thatcher
Women: Two
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Women
“If you want something said, ask a man; if you want something done, ask a woman” Margaret Thatcher
Women: One
Mother, daughter, sister, woman
Wife, friend, colleague, woman
Dreamer, planner, builder, woman
Fighter, soldier, diplomat, woman
A land barren
A home void
Hard to imagine
Even Freud
To agree
We do not need
A woman in our lives
Posted in Photography 101: Solitude & the Rule of Thirds (Day Five)
Poetry, Photography
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds” Percy Bysshe Shelley
Trees in Threes
Three times a tree
Calculable, to a certain degree
If you paid the fee
You will receive the key
To the rules of three
Posted in Photography 101: Solitude & the Rule of Thirds (Day Five)
Poetry, Photography
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds” Percy Bysshe Shelley
Open Windows
Open windows
For all seasons
Ask for no reasons
You just won the bingo
Just step in
And let the party begin
Posted in Photography 101: Solitude & the Rule of Thirds (Day Five)
Poetry, Photography
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds” Percy Bysshe Shelley
Birds-eye View
Sitting, watching, observing
From it all, everything learning
Finally finding what it was searching
Into large wings morphing
And into the winds surfing
Posted in Photography 101:Bliss (Day Four)
Poetry, Photography, Humour, Song
“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons” T. S. Eliot
Coffee makes the world go around
Coffee
Makes the world go around,
The world go around,
The world go around
Nothing is a more sweeter sound
But the spoon makes a clinking sound
When in the coffee cup
Swirling around
Posted in Caturday
“There are many intelligent species in the universe. They are all owned by cats.”
Caturday’s Tale
The cat hissed
Her tail totally frizzed
The witch loudly laughed
Stirring her brew with the wooden shaft

“Fear not, my furry kitten
It is not you who will be eaten
It is only the humans, who should be scared”
The witch said with an evil glare
For not many knew
Of the secret, reserved only for a few
The powers witches can share
For those really fair
So better be ware
Of all others take good care
A little something for the witches leave
Or you may end up in grief