Posted in Mundane Monday #69
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale of… Horror?
Red for Mundane Monday
“I didn’t like mundane life” Jeanne Calment
Red Fruit
They are
Healthy
Juicy
Delicious
Tasty
Fruity
Nutritious
They are not
Spaghetti
Soupy
Suspicious
Posted in Mundane Monday #69
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale of… Horror?
Red for Mundane Monday
“I didn’t like mundane life” Jeanne Calment
Red Eyes
Glowing red hot streaks of light
Staring, still scared to lose my sight
Instincts kicking in: Fight or flight
Getting closer and closer
Movement slower and slower
Breathing lower and lower
Questions, filling my mind
What kind of monsters do I find
Will they be bad or will they be kind
“Well, guess there is only one way to find out”
She said out loud
And then, she opened the box…
Posted in the Daily Post: Cherry on Top
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Sweet Cherries for The Daily Post
“Life is not a bowl full of cherries, there’s good and bad stuff” Fuzzy Zoeller
Sweet Cherries
Juicy and sweet
Quite the treat
When on the beat
In the summer’s heat
And well worth
The tweet
Posted in the Daily Post: Cherry on Top
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Sweet Cherries for The Daily Post
“Life is not a bowl full of cherries, there’s good and bad stuff” Fuzzy Zoeller
Sweet Cherries
Good things
Do grow on trees
If you look closely
The come in threes..
Or maybe twos
Or maybe
They do multiply
On the branches
Up high
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Day Ten: “Triumph” — Turn Up the Contrast
Triumph comes in all shapes and sizes: Your short story, accepted for publication in your favorite magazine. Your baby’s first step. Or the reward at the end of a cold winter walk: a massive elm tree standing beautifully in the light.
“Art is the triumph over chaos” John Cheever
Triumph!
I made it
Past thirty
On my way back
Crossing the track
I hit
Forty!
Winning an uphill battle
Trying to avoid the cattle
But then I heard the rattle
Side tracked
I backed
To the curve
Only to observe
A shot tire
Oh I was so
In dire!
But an idea emerged
I tracked down the heard
And back in the race in a surge
Into the goal
Victorious soul
Cows in front
My bike a chariot
Quite the stunt
Which would impress
Even Harriet!
What a triumph
Indeed!
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry /Song /Humour
Day Nine: “Double” — Rotate Your Image
Your twin sisters. Your neighbor’s two poodles. Your vision during a dizzy spell. Your doppelgänger. Double can be interpreted in many ways.
Two for the Double (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“I think I am seeing… double!!!”
Thorns by the Double
What do I spy
With my own little eye?
Thorns of plenty
Maybe even deadly
Someone call Wendy
She’ll be,
Green with envy
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry /Song /Humour
Day Nine: “Double” — Rotate Your Image
Your twin sisters. Your neighbor’s two poodles. Your vision during a dizzy spell. Your doppelgänger. Double can be interpreted in many ways.
Two for the Double (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“I think I am seeing… double!!!”
Sweets by the Double
What do I spy
With my own little eye?
Sweets by the double
Please call Hubble
Because I am in trouble
Please,
Someone burst this bubble!
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry /Song /Humour
Day Nine: “Double” — Rotate Your Image
Your twin sisters. Your neighbor’s two poodles. Your vision during a dizzy spell. Your doppelgänger. Double can be interpreted in many ways.
Two for the Double (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“I think I am seeing… double!!!”
Swans by the Double
What do I spy
With my own little eye?
Gliding on the waters
No, not sea-otters
Oh, my ears are ringing
Because
Two swans a singing
And a fly
In an apple tree
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry
Day Eight: “Edge” — Straighten Your Image
At Ta Prohm, the jungle temple in the Angkor Wat complex in Cambodia, centuries-old carvings have fallen victim to time and tree roots. In some areas, walls still stand, their intact windows creating frames and portals. The solid, straight edges of the windows are a stark contrast to the stones that have tumbled down over time.
Close to the Edge (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“Don’t push me ’cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha”
– Grandmaster Flash – The Message
End of Stairs
If you follow the walker
To the end of the stairs
With a hop and skip
Your toes you may dip
Unrestricted
At the edge of the pier
Into a cooling liquid
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry
Day Eight: “Edge” — Straighten Your Image
At Ta Prohm, the jungle temple in the Angkor Wat complex in Cambodia, centuries-old carvings have fallen victim to time and tree roots. In some areas, walls still stand, their intact windows creating frames and portals. The solid, straight edges of the windows are a stark contrast to the stones that have tumbled down over time.
Close to the Edge (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“Don’t push me ’cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha”
– Grandmaster Flash – The Message
Hand Rail
Hold on for your life
To the hand rail
Said the old wife
God forbid you to fail
You may end up
In dismay
Down the ledge
To the very edge
Of the dark waters
For the waves slaughter
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