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Daily Photos for Wednesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Camouflage
Hidden, from prying eyes
And all kinds of spies
With my latest disguise
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Daily Photos for Wednesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Stop!
Smoking not allowed
There is no silver line on this cloud
Don’t step on grass
It will break the glass
Stop, Don’t, No
Words made on the go
So now, I loudly yell:
“Rebell!
Break the spell!
And I will no one tell!”
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Daily Photos for Tuesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Handsome
I look pretty
I feel witty
Standing in this bitty
Forest in the city
Just don’t let the kitty
Do his thing of shitty
Against my wooden frame
Or else you I will blame!
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Daily Photos for Tuesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Lean On
“It’s on!”
Said John
As he mowed the lawn
Trying not to disturb the swan
Who was eating a prawn
In the town of Bonn
“Nothing to do, but to lean on”
Said John
As the swan
Did not move on
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Daily Photos for Tuesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Up on the Tree Top
Up the tree top
With a skip and a hop
Down below was a flop
So I made this swap
And I’m not going to stop
Until I reach the highest spot
Posted in Mundane Monday #64
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“We’re horribly mundane, aggressively mundane individuals. We’re the ninjas of the mundane, you might say” Andy Partridge
Hard Times for Mundane Monday
“Hard Times”
The wall stated
“Living on dimes!”
Sighing frustrated
Sign of the times?
Only cheap wines
Walking the thin line
Avoiding the mines
Remembering,
The good old times
And as long as this rhymes
I will be feeling just fine
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White and Blue for Daily Photo
“Blue jeans, white shirt, I’ll be like James Dean” Gun Roswell
White with some Blue
Pretty, blooming and white
Against the sun’s bright
Sitting on the branch
Like patrons in a cafe in France
Cool against the blue
As I forgot to stir the stew
All this pretty
Is making me giddy
So let’s form a committee
And choose a new city