Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins..
… The end, of Autumn foliage, what remains, is just a mirage
Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins…
A few remaining, before onto the ground they fall…
Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins…
Nature dark and silent…
Posted in Daily Incidents: Photography and Poetry
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt”
William Allingham
The End of Colour, as Darkness Begins…
This is the end of colour
Of the pain and sorrow!
The October rain
Finally came
Lashed down the leaves
Now it’s just heaps
Of gray on the ground
No colour to be found
It is the end of colour
Posted in Daily Incidents /Monday
Poetry/ Tale /Humour /Horror
“Why is Monday so far from Friday, and Friday so near to Monday?”
Monday, Bloody Monday
Monday, bloody Monday
It is certainly not my fun day
Still five days until Friday
This could well be my die day
My calendar filled with meetings
No time for eating
Feeling like cheating
When trying to catch a break for peeing
No use in struggle or fighting
Almost worse than being struck by a lightning
Dealing with the disappointment
Because there is no ointment
Another working week has started
From my leisure time I was parted
Doing my best to survive
Just wishing to keep in the drive
Tell me, do I really hate Mondays
Or is it just the illusion of a fading Sunday?
Posted in Mundane Monday #60
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Horror
Mundane Monday
“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour
Monday, Bloody Mundane Monday!
Just another Monday
That’s after Sunday
I wish it was Friday
Or at least Thursday
Much closer to Saturday
The one true fun-day
Oh, I kind of lost track on Tuesday
And also Wednesday,
Known as little Saturday
So I know my weekdays
But one fact remains
I really do hate Mondays!!!
Posted in Mundane Monday #60
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Horror
Mundane Monday
“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour
Just Eat It!
Tomatoes and eggs on your plate
No time to contemplate
Just eat it, just eat!
Don’t you make me repeat it!
This is not a debate
Or question of your weight
Just eat it, just eat!
Don’t you make me repeat it!
It’s healthy and great
Better clean up your plate
Just eat it, just eat!
Don’t you make me repeat it!
Well, I did, three times:
So eat it!
Posted in Mundane Monday #60
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Horror
Mundane Monday
“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour
Definitely not Monochrome
Call me dull
A total null
Even a drone
But never ever
Call me monochrome
Posted in Mundane Monday #60
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Horror
Mundane Monday
“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour
Peekaboo
Behind the shades
Before the sunlight fades
Peekaboo!
I see you!
Posted in Mundane Monday #60
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Horror
Mundane Monday
“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.” Tana French, Broken Harbour
Mirror Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Please make me look very tall
In this picture shown for all
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