Chaos for the Daily Post (one)

Posted in the Daily Post: Chaos 
Challenges, Photography, Poetry and Humour

“The task of art today is to bring chaos into order”
Theodor Adorno

Chaos for the Daily Post

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Call it an organized chaos
In a shopper’s daily pathos
It may be as colourful as Legos
But they come without any egos

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Transmogrify for the Daily Post (two)

Posted in the Daily Post : Transmogrify : Photography, Poetry and Humour

“Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot,
others transform a yellow spot into the sun”
Pablo Picasso

Transmogrify 

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Open the door
It’s still early
But, after one hour
Your face will turn sour
What greets
Is the horror
Of snow, snow
And even more snow
As far as you can blow!

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Transmogrify for the Daily Post (one)

Posted in the Daily Post : Transmogrify : Photography, Poetry and Humour

“Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot,
others transform a yellow spot into the sun”
Pablo Picasso

Transmogrify 

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Morphing hood
Near the woods
Now you see it
Now you don’t
The ground that is
How easy
It is to please!
Just a little snow
Before the wind blows
Or sunshine
Melts it all away
( I can only hope!)

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Transmogrify for the Daily Post (four)

Posted in the Daily Post : Transmogrify : Photography, Poetry and Humour

“Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot,
others transform a yellow spot into the sun”
Pablo Picasso

Transmogrify 

yellow-1

Follow
The yellow brick road
If you can find it
That is
Because for now
It’s all covered in snow!

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Transmogrify for the Daily Post (three)

Posted in the Daily Post : Transmogrify : Photography, Poetry and Humour

“Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot,
others transform a yellow spot into the sun”
Pablo Picasso

Transmogrify 

road-1

The road less travelled
Is now covered
With a white substance!

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Feet on the Ground for SL-Week

Posted in response to Sylvain Landry’s photo challenge, theme of Ground
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground”
Theodore Roosevelt

Feet on the Ground for SL-Week

As oddly as it may sound
I am quite profound
My feet firmly on the ground
Now that I have found
My shiny red shoes!

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Would you like Another cup of Coffee?

Posted in Coffee
For National Coffee Day

“Coffee: The finest organic suspension ever devised”

Another cup of Coffee? 

“Dear, another cup of coffee for you?”

“Oh yes please,
I could never refuse
Such an offer!”

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La Gun for SL Week “Selfie” (Two)

Posted in response to Sylvain Landry’s photo challenge, theme of Selfie
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“I think the scariest person in the world is the person with no sense of humor” Michael J. Fox

Dark Glasses

Can’t stand the flashes
Oh paparazzi be cursed
Because,
I am forced
To wear these dark glasses
Before,
My fifteen minutes of fame
Passes

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La Gun for SL Week “Selfie” (One)

Posted in response to Sylvain Landry’s photo challenge, theme of Selfie
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“I think the scariest person in the world is the person with no sense of humor” Michael J. Fox

Rear-view Mirror

Trying to act casual
Trying to act cool
After all,
There is nothing unusual
And nothing, like a fool
Than, in the middle of traffic
Stopping midway
For a quick snap it
After all
This is what all
Self conscious hip people
Do these days!
So snap, snap, snap away
A selfie in progress

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Road to Nowhere (WP Writing: Intro to Poetry) Day Ten

Posted in WordPress Course: WP Writing: Intro to Poetry
Photography /Poetry

Poetry, Day Ten: Future

Could it be our last day of Intro to Poetry already?! Let’s keep our spirits up by focusing on whatever it is that’s coming next. Whether it’s about tomorrow, next October, or the year 2345, let today’s poem be inspired by your vision of the future. (Fears, hopes, and plans are equally acceptable, of course. As are robots!)

“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves” William Shakespeare

Road to Nowhere 

The future
Now uncertain
When removed is
The safety curtain

No time
For bloopers
Nor reruns
Used is
The last dime
For a trip
To the sun

First
Summer
Then fall
No bummer
Just a ball
Future
Unfolds

We are
On a road
To nowhere
Travelling fast
Forgetting
The past
It would not
Have lasted
Anyway

Future
Unknown
Or so
We were told
Never mind
Just be kind
Your place
You will find

Past, present
All in imperfect
Time still
Well spent

Now
Heads up
Finish
Your cup
Legs, arms
Tucked inside
Let the slide
Your way
Down guide

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