Poetry and Photography
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Posted in Travel Words Photo Challenge
(Sunday 22-11-2015)
“Because it’s a bench”
Old Town Benches
Sit down
Have a rest
In the old town
No need for stress
The history
Of this city
In one glance
Fall into a trance
Close your eyes
Let the millenia
Take you down
The memory lane
Photography and Poetry
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Posted in Fav Foto Friday
“Share each Friday, on your own blog, one photo…or maybe even a gallery of some of your favorite photos that you have taken during the week, that make you smile or that was a great photo capturing opportunity…anything really! And as photographers are often known to say, “The best camera is, the one that you have with you!”
“My photography is the result of being there at the right moment” Rene Burri
Favourite Photo of the Week, 2015-11-20
For this week’s favourite photo, I have chosen the one tagged as “Tricolour”.
This photograph is related to the recent events in the most gorgeous city in the world, that of Paris, France. It was originally posted for the “SL WEEK” photo challenge, run by Sylvain Landry , titled “Bleu, Blanc, Rouge”.
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Tricolour
Photography and Poetry: Camera Lucida Photo Challenge
Week 14: Garden Treasure
This week’s theme: Garden Treasure
– a piece of ground adjoining a house, used for growing flowers, fruit, or vegetables
– a quantity of precious metals, gems, or other valuable objects.
“Woman is the sun, an extraordinary creature, one that makes the imagination gallop” Marcello Mastroianni
Creatures of the Back Yard
They are strange and rusted
Quite possibly really busted
Those little peculiar creatures
Of my own back yard
It’s all part of nature
Despite the man made feature
Those little odd beasties
Of my own back yard
You really got to love them
They may be impure gems
Those little strange beings
Of my own back yard
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of “Bleu Blanc Rouge“
SL-WEEK 20: Bleu Blanc Rouge
In honour of the brave French people and to their courage to keep on living
“Don’t pray for Paris, Be Free !”
Tricolour
Bleu Blanc Rouge
No time to sing the blues
It is the time to choose
Freedom
Blue, White, Red
The colours for which
So many have bled
Freedom
The three coloured symbol
In its presence we feel humble
Even though very simple
We can only think of
Freedom
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 #33
“Our daily lives are so mundane, we get taken over by what is immediately in front of us and we don’t see beyond that” Benedict Cumberbatch
Phone Home?
A dialer device
From a different era
Had to suffice
Let me tell ya
An analog connection
No visual perception
No texting
Sure no sexting
Just a calling machine
The only mean
For ancient times
But oh how time flies
Now we all have
A mobile device
Que Sera, Sera
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 #33
“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
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 #33
“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
In honour of the month of November
Poetry and Photography
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Posted in Travel Words Photo Challenge
“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
In response to a Facebook challenge for “photos from the past” by Jenni Valtonen
“Say goodbye to the oldies, but goodies, because the good old days weren’t always good and tomorrow ain’t as bad as it seems.” Billy Joel
The Good Old Times
In the good old times…
Everything was cheaper
The sky was much bluer
The summers were longer
The winters were colder
The children played nicer
The women were prettier
The men more handsome
The songs were chansons
The television shows were better
Complaints were written in letters
The world was wider
Everyone drank cider
And over all…
Everyone had more fun
In the good old times!
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of Monument
SL-WEEK 19: Monument
The Erechtheion temple priestesses, Acropolis, Athens, Greece
Four ladies of the temple
Each other do they resemble
The guardians on the porch
Standing tall with their torch
In this place of worship
For the Greeks of ancient
Rantings Of A Third Kind 