Evia for World Wide Wednesday (eight)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry and Humour

“We travel,
some of us forever,
to seek other places,
other lives,
other souls.”
– Anais Nin

Evia for World Wide Wednesday

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After the storm churned
Showing its might
The world turned
Into black and white

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Evia for World Wide Wednesday (two)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry and Humour

“We travel,
some of us forever,
to seek other places,
other lives,
other souls.”
– Anais Nin

Evia for World Wide Wednesday

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A church on an island
Built on the higher land
Close, but still away
For the waters not to slay

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Evia for World Wide Wednesday (ten)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry and Humour

“We travel,
some of us forever,
to seek other places,
other lives,
other souls.”
– Anais Nin

Evia for World Wide Wednesday

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Blue and white
The two colours shining bright
The fisherman fish
For his next dish

This island
On a high land
Proudly stands
It may not be too grand
But at least
You get a great tan!

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Local Book Mobile for the Daily Post

Posted in the Daily Post: Local
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“My perfect morning is spent drinking coffee,
eating porridge and reading the paper at a local café”
Anton du Beke

Local Book Mobile for the Daily Post

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When you hear the sound of the wheels
As they slightly screech and squeal
A vehicle driving down the small road
All the kids are quickly up on their toes
Trying to get a glimpse of the nearing
Soon all their faces lit up and leering

The familiar sound of the tooting horn
Breaking the silence of the early morn’
The biggest of all the coaches
As the local book mobile approaches
Soon enough the children come a running
And started has the pushing and shoving

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A little while later
Only the sound of paper
Rustling, as the books have found
A solid ground
In the hands of the readers
Truly, the books are mind feeders

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Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat (four)

Posted in Caturday
Photography /Tale / Humour
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto/Jessica Solingius

“Like cats and dogs they say,
When the two mixed are at play”

Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat

 Nothing stirs
This is definitely
A Caturday!

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Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat (three)

Posted in Caturday
Photography /Tale / Humour
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto/Jessica Solingius

“Like cats and dogs they say,
When the two mixed are at play”

Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat

Even your shoes and socks
Are left alone like props
Nothing moves
Nothing stirs
This is definitely
A Caturday!

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continued in part four

Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat (two)

Posted in Caturday
Photography /Tale / Humour
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto/Jessica Solingius

“Like cats and dogs they say,
When the two mixed are at play”

Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat

…All of them laying
Around like logs…

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continued in part three

Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat (one)

Posted in Caturday
Photography /Tale / Humour
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto/Jessica Solingius

“Like cats and dogs they say,
When the two mixed are at play”

Caturday: Mr Diesel with Vänster the Cat

Lazy days
Are Saturdays
For cats and dogs
Maybe even frogs
All of them laying
Around like logs…

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continued in part two

Sleepy Cat, Sleepy Dog for Caturday

Posted in Caturday
Photography /Tale / Humour
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto/Jessica Solingius

“Like cats and dogs they say,
When the two mixed are at play”

Sleepy Cat, Sleepy Dog for Caturday

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Sleepy Kitty
Sleepy Doggy
Looking pretty
While feeling groggy
Outside soggy
Inside chilly
Better hide
Heads under covers glide
For today is not
For the outside

“Feeling hotter
Maybe much later
We’ll get up!”

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H2O for the Daily Post (seven)

Posted in the Daily Post: H2O
Photography /Poetry /Humour

H2O for the Daily Post

“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore

Still Waters

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After the storm has passed
The water’s surface like glass
Unstirred and calm
Like a cool dark liquid balm

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