Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
There’s time to spare
And a cup of coffee to share
In the little cafe
By the Esplanade
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
Opening the archives
Storing away the files
Of possible tales
For later to be shared
In a little cafe
By the Esplanade
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
Making a play
From my hideaway
People watching
A glimpse of their lives
Here and there catching
In the little cafe
By the Esplanade
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
Rain or shine
Seated just fine
In a little cafe
By the Esplanade
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
Take a Stroll then a Seat, in Lanzarote (Seat Sunday)
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Find a Respite
After all the exploration
You might need a safe haven
A little time for reflection
Of the days events taken
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
Take a Stroll then a Seat, in Lanzarote (Seat Sunday)
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Smell the Flowers
While in the wild
Who knows what you can find
Pretty flowers
Some of them one of a kind
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
Take a Stroll then a Seat, in Lanzarote (Seat Sunday)
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Step Outside
Do not
In the shadows hide
Rather go
For a stroll
On the wild side
Rantings Of A Third Kind 