Graffiti, on the walls of a city!?!

“It’s city style! Whoop whoop, whoop!!! Yeah, so totally calling this, city style!” Gun Roswell

I’m spraying my graffiti
Where ever it fits me
On the walls of suburbia
Bringing a sense of hysteria
There is no mystery
Of who I am
Just read my life’s history
Come and catch me if you can

Smart street art

“Free art on the streets smart” Gun Roswell

Smart street art

Painted in the streets
Most likely for free
Smart art at its best
For the enjoyment of us rest
The artist may be unknown
Appearing quickly, then gone
But leaving behind
Something wonderful and divine
With colours totally vivid
The onlookers going livid
Wanting to desperately buy
But this art work is not mine
Or yours or anyone else’s
Just painted for everyone’s senses
Enjoy, while it’s there
Who knows when it might disappear
A fleeting moment may be the existence
Of graffiti made on the instance
But dear art lover
Do not worry as you’ll soon discover
A new objet d’art
On these streets so smart

Left and Right for Mundane Monday

Posted in Mundane Monday #73
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“Life is mundane without the new and unexpected. I guess that has been and continues to be my downfall… I’m constantly searching…”
Adria J. Cimino

Left and Right for Mundane Monday

Passing,
The right side
Moving,
Towards the left side

Which side?
It’s really
A matter of perspective
The other right
Or the other left
The mind subjective

Do I have to choose
What if I loose
What is good for the gander
May not be good for the goose

Better then
To stay in the middle
Because
In the end
Life is a riddle 

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Hard Times for Mundane Monday

Posted in Mundane Monday #64
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“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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