Forest for Mundane Monday: Three

Posted in Mundane Monday #63
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Forest for Mundane Monday

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“Time had changed the magical to mundane”
― Rohinton Mistry

Peekaboo!

“Peekaboo, I see you!”
Retorted the ray of light
When she had me in sight

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Forest for Mundane Monday: Five

Posted in Mundane Monday #63
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Lyrics by Elton John for “I’m Still Standing”

Forest for Mundane Monday

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“Time had changed the magical to mundane”
― Rohinton Mistry

I’m Still Standing

“I’m still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I’m still standing after all this time”

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Forest for Mundane Monday: One

Posted in Mundane Monday #63
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Forest for Mundane Monday

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“Time had changed the magical to mundane”
― Rohinton Mistry

Birches

He who, for a treasure searches
Behind the dark forest lurches
Some of the most beautiful birches

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Forest for Mundane Monday: Two

Posted in Mundane Monday #63
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Forest for Mundane Monday

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“Time had changed the magical to mundane”
― Rohinton Mistry

Look Up!

When in the forest of deep
You may find what you seek
Remember to look up
But try not to stumble over a stub

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Forest for Mundane Monday: Four

Posted in Mundane Monday #63
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Forest for Mundane Monday

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“Time had changed the magical to mundane”
― Rohinton Mistry

Centipede

A monster in the deepest forest?
Something scary and horrid?
Nah, it’s just a tree, being modest
After all, it is related
To a centipede

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Forest for Mundane Monday: Six

Posted in Mundane Monday #63
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Forest for Mundane Monday

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“Time had changed the magical to mundane”
― Rohinton Mistry

Dark Side vs. Light Side of the Forest

“Welcome, to the dark side!”
Greeted the little dark gremlin, as I eagerly stepped on the mossy patch….

“Welcome, to the lighter side!”
Singsonged a white entity, trying to lure me into the sunlight….

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Monday, Another Bloody Monday

Posted in Daily Incidents
Tale /Humour /Horror

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“This has been such a Monday! I wish I stayed in bed, and I wish that yesterday had never happened” Lisa Mantchev

Monday, Another Bloody Monday

Couldn’t sleep
So I woke up early
Still oh so tired
Logged on to my computer
Surprisingly, nothing worked
Tried and re-tried
Booted, hooted, shouted
Unfortunately to no end
The whole network was down
I was cut off,
From the world!
Another bloody Monday
Has just reared its ugly head…
…again

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Monday, Bloody Monday

Posted in Daily Incidents
Tale /Humour /Horror

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“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?

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Red, Red Roses for Mundane Monday

Posted in Mundane Monday #59
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Mundane Monday

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“Almost every Monday I have a charity thing. I like that. I do” Yogi Berra

Red, Red Roses

Roses are red
Violets are blue
And so am I
So try not to mind
This poem has no rhyme

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Pretty with Yellow for Mundane Monday

Posted in Mundane Monday #59
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Mundane Monday

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“Almost every Monday I have a charity thing. I like that. I do” Yogi Berra

Pretty with Yellow

Yellow!
Said the fellow
As he helloed
With a bellow
Of a voice
A little rejoice
In his voice
After all
He had broken protocol
And was finally
Smelling the flowers

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