Posted in Caturday
“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”
― James Herriot
Tails of the Black Cat
The furry black cat
On the sidewalk sat
Looking for that rat
Who had entered the flat
The flat where the cat
Slept on the mat
Now ready for combat
With the daring rat
Who had woken the cat
From his well earned nap
“Soon I will you catch,
You feisty little rat!
I bet you taste like a bat
And possibly are non-fat
After all that
I will finally have my nap
On my comfy little mat!”
Posted in Daily Photo
“Oh Winter, thou art a heartless bitch!”
First Snow Fell
Snow fell
What the hell?
If you can’t beat it
Just admit it:
You are defeated!
Dig deep in the closet
For that ensamble snow set
And remember what you bet:
Not to another winter,
Will my foot inside set!
So now in my window
Watching the snow fall
Mind wandering to a climate warm
With only sunshine and no storm
As the snow fell more steadily
I was sighing quite heavily
But just remember
Those rainy dark days in September
Guess snow in October
Will lighten the mood and nature
To a state of less hature!?
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Wherever you go, go with all your heart”
Confucius
Around the World in Black and White
Ixia, Kamiros or Lindos
A small drive with the bus
Everything you need
On the small island of Greece
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Wherever you go, go with all your heart”
Confucius
Around the World in Black and White
Beyond the centuries
The old town
Considered the crown
The beach
At your reach
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Wherever you go, go with all your heart”
Confucius
Around the World in Black and White
Rhodes Island, Greece
A small piece
Of our history
Beyond the centuries
Posted in Seat Sunday
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat at the Railway Museum
While doing historic exploration
Looking at the human creation
Ending up, on an old railway station
Abandoned, by a foolish nation
But built as a lasting location
A railway museum for the duration
Take a seat and join the celebration
Posted in Seat Sunday
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Window Seat
When all the working day is done
And before the beginning of fun
Bring your cup of coffee
And sit down in this cozy lobby
Posted in Caturday
“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”
― James Herriot
Tails of the Black Cat
A black cat
On the fence sat
No, not with a hat
Nor even, a rat
And none too fat
“Bring me some fish, stat”
To me she spat
“Oh won’t you look at that,
A feisty little thing of a cat!”
I said
Knowing full well,
I sooner should her have fed
She kept at me staring
With her nostrils flaring
I felt quite daring
Acting non-caring
Cautiously, approaching
With a bowl full of fish things
I could almost hear her sing
When seeing what I’d bring
Now the cat
Who was black
Who on the fence sat
Now nicely did act
And was ready,
For a quick chat
Posted in Freaky Friday
“Could you like chill for a sec?”
Freaky Friday The Movie
Polar Night
Presently:
“Darkness surrounds us.
There has been no spec of light for months, or possibly hours?
I am not really sure. All I know, is, that I have lost all track of time.”
Before:
In the darkness we lived for a long time. But then, “It” appeared.
A round object, in the darkest of skies. Super moon, they said. It will bring us light, they said.
Some speculated of another, possibly even more powerful, than the first one would exist.
Apparently, the objects did not appear at the same time, rather the other would disappear as the other’s time, was to shine. The more sceptic ones believed the tales to be told by fools, who had their heads in the clouds. The only thing proven to exist, was the darkness and its shroud.
Presently:
But, for now, we could only hope the tales were true, as we go on without dark little lives.
And daring to hope, that maybe, some day, the tales told by fools, would bring us the jewels
of light.
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“I see that it is by no means useless to travel,
if a man wants to see something new”
Jules Verne
Around the World in Black and White
Enjoying the island life
Dancing to a flute or a fife
Whether a history buff
Or a hang loose beach bum
Rhodes is the place enough
To make you wanna hum
Rantings Of A Third Kind 