Posted in the Daily Post: Atop
“Climbing to the top demands strength,
whether it is to the top of Mount Everest
or to the top of your career”
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Atop of the World, Mom!
Sunshine on the canvas
Remember, where this place was?
Faded memories it may cause
Maybe grievance of a loss
But then, just stare into the sun
And remember, all the fun
Posted in Daily Photo
“I am both happy and sad at the same time,
and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
― Stephen Chbosky
From Sad to Glad
Sad
Another working day
Is started to play
Even though,
Last night I prayed
That instead of a Monday
It would be Saturday
And home I could stay
All day, in my bed lay
Posted in Daily Photo
“I am both happy and sad at the same time,
and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
― Stephen Chbosky
From Sad to Glad
Glad
Sometimes
Life smiles
And the frown
Turns upside down…
Ok, so, this is some mandarins, an apple and a banana
Didn’t really think I could have fooled ‘ya!
So just go ahead and smile!
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
“Are you looking at me?”
The seagull retorted angrily
“If you did not bring a fish,
Then on a secret I will not dish,
Nor will I grant you any wish!”
“Are you a bird or a genie?”
The passerby asked,
Bewildered, of the seagull’s comment
“What on earth are you on about?
I was just flapping my snout,
What ever comes out
Never you give a doubt!”
The seagull sarcastically responded
“I, I,”
The passerby stammered,
“I just thought…
“You people with the thinking!
Don’t think, just do!”
“Oh, ok then!
I wish
For a juicy fish
And a side dish
Of a salad!”
“Wish noted
Wish may
Or may not be realized.
It’s hard to say
With these modern
Wishing machines.
Now,
Move along,
Nothing else here to see,
Just enjoying the sun,
Trying to get a tan,
So, move along!”
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
“Is this a band I do see?
A band of seagulls?
Perhaps, a Flock of Seagulls?”
“A smart guy, eh?
Whatcha looking at?
Never seen a few birds flock?
And now, now you want us to rock?
Very well,
If this will sell
Then let’s all
Have a rock ‘n’ roll ball!”
Then, the band started playing
A band made of birds
Birds called seagulls
A flock of seagulls…
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
Fly, fly, fly away
So what?
I never intended to stay
Anyway
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
Flying out
Out from frame
The frame too restrictive
The restrictive narrative
The narrative of this image
The image of blue
The blue with white
White as a seagull
A seagull in flight
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“The elevator to success is out of order.
You’ll have to use the stairs… one step at a time.”
Joe Girard
I am Out of Order for Today
Call it
A writer’s block
Or a total lock
My mind just
Put up the sign
“Empty room
For hire”
I will not pine
Somewhere
The fire
Can be found
Lifting me
Off the ground
To unblock
I will catch
The hook
To unlock
My writer’s mind
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“I’m a writer and, therefore,
automatically a suspicious character”
Alfred Hitchcock
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer
Looking into
A writers mind
You may phew
On what you find
Look in,
Carefully
Surprisingly
Lurking
Emerging
A
Tinker, Tailor,
Soldier, Sailor,
Rich Man, Poor Man,
Beggar Man, Thief
Peeping Tom, Stalker
Pervert, Prude
Sister, Brother
Loud Mouth, Mute
A
Antagonist
Protagonist
Killer, Saviour
Bad behaviour?
Winner, Looser
Coward, Hero
Or simply a Zero?
Storyteller, Liar
Truth teller, Denier
A questionable character?
Or just a clever Actor?
Psychopath,
Or, on a Path?
Writer, Politician, or a Crook?
Did I get you hooked?
Posted in the Daily Post: Wish
“This ain’t no wishing well”
Gun Roswell
Wish
Dear gods of weather
Hear my plead, my wish for the better
Please, release this wintery tether
And unleash the summery breeze of feather
For this view of now gives no pleasure
These times are no fun nor leisure
So dearies, this is no order nor push of pressure
Just send us that damned warm weather!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 