Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
“Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?”
― John B. Tabb
Leaf Song for Daily Photo
Leaves, leaves, leaves
Everywhere in heaps
It’s giving me the creeps
Sometimes even grieves
Just have to roll up my sleeves
Crank up my believes
And just blow them all away
Hopefully, before they’re here to stay
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
“Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?”
― John B. Tabb
Leaf Song for Daily Photo
One…
And a few more…
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
Branching out may be the option
When raindrops keep falling…
…on my head
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
Camouflaged
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
A little pink with a touch of rain-pearls…
Who says, it’s just for the girls!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
In the close-up, I am even more gorgeous!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
Red, red, and rain
Nope, not leaving a stain!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
October, October,
Call it a Rocktober
This is the rap
That would make anyone snap
As a matter of fact
If you manage to survive intact
Possibly use energy untapped
And sing this song without getting cracked
October, October,
When you need a leaf blower
Can this month be any slower
Calling red rover, red rover
Maybe it’s time for some poker
Wondering if I can finish this song sober
What’s it all about
Did you have some doubts
This is just a song
Written in a thong
Trying to make it rhyme
Before my bedtime
So don’t say it’s a crime
Just sing along at chime
And we’ll all be just fine
Word!
And that’s a wrap for October 😉
Rantings Of A Third Kind 