Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.”
― Emily Dickinson
November Day
Woke up this morning
To a weather not so boring
A big round shiny object
Was not something to be expected
Yes, it shone on for a few hours
Turned the faces off from sours
Now I say bye bye
While looking up into the sky
Hoping that tomorrow
Another shiny curve ball will throw!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
The familiar neighbourhood
Built from concrete and wood
Yesterday pretty in white
Now, well, it just ain’t right!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
Snow cover was here to stay
But down poured the rain
On a November’s day
And washed it all away
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
Nature not too pretty
Need to say something witty
But to be honest
It all looks very shitty
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly.
In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully.”
Henry Rollins
November Rain for Daily Photo
Odd things hovering
Creeping and crawling
From under the covers
Where snow them hid
No closing the lid
They just keep coming!
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“That’s my spot” Sheldon Cooper
My Spot
I love to travel
I like to work
I am a social kind of extrovert
Life will take me to many places
Different people different spaces
But in the end what matters the most
Is always returning to my favourite post
My Spot
Right, where I left it
Posted in Poetry and Photography
Photo challenge for PhoTrabloggers Mundane Monday
“This is a challenge created to find beauty in almost everything. The challenge is simple : find beauty in everyday mundane things, capture the beauty and upload the photographs.”
MUNDANE MONDAY CHALLENGE #45
“Mondays are mundane, like Tuesdays minus 24 hours. ”
Window View
Cozy, comfy, homey
Life is running slowly
The view today snowy
The wind outside blowy
Staying inside,
Without a sorry
In honour of the month of November and beginning of Winter
Poetry, Photography, Song
“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation” Paul Theroux
Sunday, 22nd of November, Part Two
On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
And one centigrade of minus degrees…
In honour of the month of November and beginning of Winter
Poetry, Photography, Song
“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation” Paul Theroux
Sunday, 22nd of November, Part One
On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
And one centigrade of minus degrees
The white dust on the ground
Everywhere to be found
Where the heck is my car
Couldn’t have left it far
Grabbed the snow shovel
Moving my muscles
Soon the path is clear
Feeling like a pioneer
On the 22nd day of November
The icy cold rain
Hit the bloody plane
Due to one centigrade of minus degrees
I just hope the roads won’t ice over
Or I’ll be prancing like a four leaf clover
Trying to cross the roads
In the early morning hours
On my way to work
Trying not to go berserk
When it’s really dark
Only dogs will bark
On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
The icy cold rain
Hit the bloody plane
Due to one centigrade of minus degrees
In honour of the month of November
Poetry, Photography, Song
“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather” John Ruskin
On the 21st day of November
On the 21st day of November
My true love sent to me
One centigrade of minus degrees
On the 21st day of November
My true love also sent to me
Lots of icy cold rain
Several snowflakes of dancing
And one centigrade of minus degrees
On the 22nd day of November
I wish for my true love to send to me
Many more warm degrees
Much of sunshine weather
Or a trip to Hawaii
Rantings Of A Third Kind 