Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Sleeping Guard
Sleeping on the guard duty
Is this sleeping beauty
Try to wake her up
And she will be quite snooty
Tag Archives: humour
Sleepy Kitties (two)
Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Just the Right Spot
This is my spot
Right here in this cot
It’s always very soft
And just the right amount hot
I really love it a lot
My special little spot
WWW: Written in Stone (six)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Left here standing
On this open landing
A church once filled with worshippers
Now heard only
A few lonesome whispers
WWW: Written in Stone (nine)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
“Enter at your own peril”
The sign was read by Meryl
“Well, we have to get to the next level,
If we want the beat the rebels!”
WWW: Written in Stone (four)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
The ruins of Acropolis
A place for fun, a place of knowledge
Decipher if you will
The old texts written with skill
Into to the old stones
Which no one owns
WWW: Written in Stone (ten)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Oh my, oh dear,
Is this a place I truly fear?
Does anyone my cries hear?
Please, get me outta here!
WWW: Written in Stone (seven)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Ladies in waiting
May be a sentence under stating
A few millennia
They have stood in catatonia
WWW: Written in Stone (two)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
When the pipes are a-smoking
Do not go around poking
There may be something cooking
In the ovens no one is looking
Dare adventure inside
But be careful of what you find
It may or may not be kind
Something preserved in time
WWW: Written in Stone (one)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
History written into these forgotten stones
They used to be for many simple homes
Now what remains, may just be, some forgotten bones
WWW: Written in Stone (five)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Remnants of a temple
Now available,
For long term rental
Rantings Of A Third Kind 