Painted Red (Bench/Seat Sunday)

Posted in Bench/Seat Sunday
Poetry & Photography

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“The judge told me to approach the bench. We were in a park”Jarod Kintz,

Painted Red

The only bright spot
In the entire parking lot
In the midst of suburbia
Causing a minor hysteria
The colour of reddest red
Some say, it joy may spread

Carefully trying to sit
Just to see, if it is a fit
After I little while
I started to smile
The colour seemed to be
A perfect choice for me

And soon enough…
As far as the eye could see
All the red painted seats
Were occupied to the extreme

There is something to be said
Of the colour red
It never leaves you cold
Yes, and I too was sold

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Black Friday Finland Style (Repost for Quote A Week Tuesday)

Posted in the Fabulous Friday series: “Black Friday Finland Style”
Humour, Dialogue, Poetry
In honour of the month of November

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“I hope your Black Friday injuries aren’t so severe that you can’t click a mouse on Cyber Monday.”

Black Friday Finland Style

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“Bright light, bright light!”

“Oh my God, what is that?”

“Holy hell, is it a flying saucer?”

The masses had come out from their homes and workplaces staring and pointing up at the unidentified bright light high up in the sky. Some rumours had circulated, stating Finland had fallen under attack by UFOs.

In the corner of the street, a lonesome believer was preaching:

“The end of the world as we know it, is upon us!”
That day, was the first day of the month March.
Several months earlier

It was the beginning of October. The land had fallen under darkness. As if an evil warlock had cast a spell. Sour faces all around, no expressions, as if away blurred. Hardly any sound could be heard. People on the streets, dragging their feet. The lust for life, all sucked out.
First of March

An unidentified source of light had appeared in the skies.

“The sun”, someone said, as the onlookers stood before her, bewildered.

“It is called the sun” she stated again with a smile.

But the other just shook their heads in disbelief.

Still, turning their collective faces towards “the sun”. And, as by a wave of a magic wand, the crowd closed their eyes in unison and enjoyed that sacred moment. A collective sigh of content was the only sound heard.

For who knew, how long this would last…

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One, Two (Mundane Monday)

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 #35

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“I think you can find all the elements that you can find in great literature in mundane experiences” Harvey Pekar

One, Two

It started with a few
Then there were two
Only remaining
A single one
Nothing to be done
The time for Winter
Has finally come

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Last Day of November

In honour of the month of November
Poetry and Photography

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“So. Monday. We meet again. We will never be friends—but maybe we can move past our mutual enmity toward a more-positive partnership.” Julio Alexi Genao

Last Day of November

Last day of November
Wishing it was still September
Or at least a snowy day in December

Rain, rain, rain
Some more rain
Feelings of mundane
Starting to sink in
Dull, dark, dreary
Nature somewhat eerie
The sun coming out rarely
Hanging in there barely

Last ones of leaves
In the barest of trees
Holding on for dear life
Existence one big strife

Then, something unexpected
When you least expected
A beam of light reflected
On the dark surface

Could it be?
Is it possibly…
Sunlight?

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November

The Daily Post Photo Challenge: Transition

For this week’s challenge, share an image that depicts transition. Let life itself be your muse.

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Part Three: November

“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year” Emily Dickinson

November

Endless darkness has fallen
The sun elsewhere been stolen
Searching for a bright spot
Is like trying to change the plot

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Just An Other Saturday?

In honour of the month of November
Poetry and Photography

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“The sky may fall on our heads tomorrow”

Just An Other Saturday?

Early morning
Dark skies
The wind howling
The rain pours

Just an other Saturday morning
In the month of November

More darkness to follow
Life empty and hollow
Through the window
The outside world
Only but a blur

But,
Just look out!
Something happens
A single white flake
Then an other
Could it be…
Snowing?

Lightness surrounding
From the skies to the ground
Happy thoughts, clear mind
Nothing more need I find

On just an other Saturday

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Black Friday Finland Style

Posted in the Fabulous Friday series: “Black Friday Finland Style”
Humour, Dialogue, Poetry
In honour of the month of November

finland joke

“I hope your Black Friday injuries aren’t so severe that you can’t click a mouse on Cyber Monday.”

Black Friday Finland Style

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“Bright light, bright light!”

“Oh my God, what is that?”

“Holy hell, is it a flying saucer?”

The masses had come out from their homes and workplaces staring and pointing up at the unidentified bright light high up in the sky. Some rumours had circulated, stating Finland had fallen under attack by UFOs.

In the corner of the street, a lonesome believer was preaching:

“The end of the world as we know it, is upon us!”
That day, was the first day of the month March.
Several months earlier

It was the beginning of October. The land had fallen under darkness. As if an evil warlock had cast a spell. Sour faces all around, no expressions, as if away blurred. Hardly any sound could be heard. People on the streets, dragging their feet. The lust for life, all sucked out.
First of March

An unidentified source of light had appeared in the skies.

“The sun”, someone said, as the onlookers stood before her, bewildered.

“It is called the sun” she stated again with a smile.

But the other just shook their heads in disbelief.

Still, turning their collective faces towards “the sun”. And, as by a wave of a magic wand, the crowd closed their eyes in unison and enjoyed that sacred moment. A collective sigh of content was the only sound heard.

For who knew, how long this would last…

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Contrasts, Two

In honour of the month November
Photography and Poetry
&
Ordinary Days, Life in Suburbia
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

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“There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast” Charles Dickens

Contrasts, Two

Enjoyed the fall
On many a stroll
At the door
Winter is knocking
With white
Everything blocking

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Contrasts, One

In honour of the month November
Photography and Poetry
&
Ordinary Days, Life in Suburbia
&
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

 

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“There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast” Charles Dickens

Contrasts, One

Black on blue
The Autumn is due
For turning of Winter
Like a splinter
In your index finger…

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Giving Thanks

In honour of the month of November and Thanksgiving Day
Poetry and Photography
Holiday Celebration

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“Thank you consists of just eight letters that form two of the most meaningful words in the English vocabulary” Doborah Norville

Giving Thanks

Give a little
Take a little
Put a little back
Be thankful for what
You already have

Meanwhile
You’ll never know
When the opportunities
Come a knocking
On your door

So a very
Happy Thanksgiving
To one
And All

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