Posted in Mundane Monday
“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can” Rufus Wainwright
“An homage to lifts/elevators everywhere”
Open Sesame
Abracadabra!
How well do you know your algebra?
It is as easy as one, two, three
Even before you can boot your PC
The carriage of comfort
Has lifted you upwards
Your destination dead ahead
Nothing more left to be said
Posted in Fav Foto Friday
“You don’t take a photograph, you make it.” Ansel Adams
Favourite Photo Friday
The highest tower
Like a tall flower
The setting sun deflecting
Last rays on metal reflecting
Silver, yellow and red
Nothing more to be said
This most gorgeous vision
Selection done by decision
For your viewing pleasure
So, do, value this treasure
Posted in Mundane Monday
“Creativity is piercing the mundane to find the marvelous” Bill Moyers
High Voltage
Danger, Danger, beware
Touch it if you dare
You may end up a flare
And into the white light stare
Posted in Mundane Monday
“I didn’t like mundane life” Jeanne Calment
AC/DC
Electric current
Quite transparent
Lost without it
The modern world
In chaos would hurl
In one big swirl
Posted in Mundane Monday
“Creativity is piercing the mundane to find the marvelous”
Bill Moyers
Heavy Metal
Up the stairs
Down the stairs
clicking and clacking of heals
On the heavy metal seals
If you’re running fast
The echoes will last
All the way up
Or way down
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Tulips
Tulips, gently swaying, in the warm spring sun
Their colour of the brightest red, indicating fun
Counting down from a multitude to one
Spring time is here: everyone has won!
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Train Tracks
Clickety-clack
On the train tracks
The finger taps
Someone, playing the sax
The birds along side, their wings flap
A gentleman, trying to nap
This is no place to relax
Just join this rhythmic parallax
Enjoy the beat to the max
For on this trip, no one pays the tax
Clickety-clack
On the train tracks
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Piled Up
Piled up, for future consumption
Possibly, in a fiery combustion
Or at least, it was the assumption
The other option
To this odd concoction:
If you follow my suggestion
Maybe build a house instead?
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Berries
Juicy and sweet
Its taste a treat
Mix it in a tea or soup
Maybe into your mouth just scoop
The seasonal red berries in the bush
Plenty of them, no need to push
Just make your pick
And soon enough, your fingers you’ll lick
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Tree Tops
Where blue and green meet
In a rhythmic windy beat
Where spring’s growth is incomplete
And the weather still in a loss of heat
Just take a seat
Admire the treat
The dance of the trees
In this seasonal breeze
Rantings Of A Third Kind 