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“Sunset is still my favorite colour, and rainbow is second”
Mattie Stepanek
Sunsets of January
Sunsets are boring
Some might say, and end up snoring
But who can resist
The sky’s endless twists
Painting the clouds yellow, orange and red
Weaving a colourful web
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“I always say that the times in my life
when I’ve been happiest are the times
when I’ve seen, like, a sunset”
Chris Evans
Sunset Monday
Nightfall
The great Sol
Has left the horizon
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“I always say that the times in my life
when I’ve been happiest are the times
when I’ve seen, like, a sunset”
Chris Evans
Sunset Monday
Almost gone
Relinquishing its throne
Leaving us in the dark alone
Before rising again,
Tomorrow
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“I always say that the times in my life
when I’ve been happiest are the times
when I’ve seen, like, a sunset”
Chris Evans
Sunset Monday
Suburban skies on fire
the flames growing ever higher
Before it was time, to retire
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“I always say that the times in my life
when I’ve been happiest are the times
when I’ve seen, like, a sunset”
Chris Evans
Sunset Monday
For a while it shone
Before it was gone
Painting the sky red
Before going,
Into its watery bed
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“I always say that the times in my life
when I’ve been happiest are the times
when I’ve seen, like, a sunset”
Chris Evans
Sunset Monday
White fluffy clouds
Where there used to be grey skies
Now, the sun shines
Must be, a sign of the times!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography and Poetry
“I always say that the times in my life
when I’ve been happiest are the times
when I’ve seen, like, a sunset”
Chris Evans
Sunset Monday
What looked like, a gloomy day
Turned out to be, a joyride in a sleigh
When sunlight, chased the grey away
And no one, could indoors any longer stay
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November Sky
Clouds are breaking
The storm is fading
The shiny bright light
Has won the fight!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November Sky
November, November
Finally a day to remember
The sun has lit the skies
Even for a little while
Before the daylight dies
And it will be dark again
Just hoping, it won’t rain!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November Sky
Sometimes
When looking up
Into the skies
An odd phenomena
Catches your eyes
They say,
It’s called, “the sun”
Rantings Of A Third Kind 