Posted in Bench/Seat Sunday
Poetry & Photography
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet” Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat Sunday in Cyprus: Two
A single seat?
Or one designed for two?
In this heat
Who could want to be glued
To someone else’s skin
With clothes this thin
Posted in Bench/Seat Sunday
Poetry & Photography
“Because it’s a seat”
Seat Sunday in Cyprus: One
A stroll in the heat of summer
Looking for a place to recover
Taverns and restaurants beckoning
A cold drink for thirst lessening
Poetry and Photography
“There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope” Bernard Williams
Sunrise, Blue Skies
Early morning crisp
The wind but a soft whisp
Sky of the brightest blue
Presenting the greatest view
Sunlight’s reflections of red
Painted across the shed
The night’s icy reminder
Glittering on the ground
Soon the day much kinder
And a feeling more profound
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
“One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter” Henry David Thoreau
One more day of Summer
One more day of Summer
Before you start to slumber
Your mood turn to a bummer
But today,
Clothes down to thin
The sun rays on your skin
It’s truly no big sin
To enjoy while it lasts
The warm days soon will pass
And Fall will get here very fast
Rantings Of A Third Kind 