Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I now find magic in the mundane.
I’m also more creative –
better able to look beyond the obvious and
come up with new story angles.”
Deborah Norville
Freaky for Mundane Monday
Eerie
Totally eerie
Surroundings quite blurry
In the small village
So don’t set on pillage
And acting the dare-y
There may be a spillage
Of something scary
In the tiniest of villages
Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I now find magic in the mundane.
I’m also more creative –
better able to look beyond the obvious and
come up with new story angles.”
Deborah Norville
Freaky for Mundane Monday
A village
Revealed by the rising sun
A tiny little village, pardon the pun
Where life lived in slow motion
None daring to raise any commotion
Not even the sound of a locomotion
continued in part two
Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I now find magic in the mundane.
I’m also more creative –
better able to look beyond the obvious and
come up with new story angles.”
Deborah Norville
Freaky for Mundane Monday
Riding through the centre
Without much notion
Happy may they be
As far as you and I can see
But be careful there not to flee
Or you may end up crazy
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November Sky
Clouds are breaking
The storm is fading
The shiny bright light
Has won the fight!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November Sky
November, November
Finally a day to remember
The sun has lit the skies
Even for a little while
Before the daylight dies
And it will be dark again
Just hoping, it won’t rain!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November Sky
Sometimes
When looking up
Into the skies
An odd phenomena
Catches your eyes
They say,
It’s called, “the sun”
Posted in Celebration: Universal Children’s Day 20 November
“Childhood means simplicity.
Look at the world with the child’s eye –
it is very beautiful.”
Kailash Satyarthi
Universal Children’s Day
The world would be total shit
Without a child in it
No laughter, nor giggles
No mystery nor riddles
Doing all kinds of silly things
With her dog and tiny wings
Future wide and open
For them you are hoping
Joy and fortune
Without worry or torture
Today’s little children
Tomorrow’s gems and pearls
Let them play
Let them stay
Little children
A while longer
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.”
― Emily Dickinson
November Day
It may not be a classic
And not so dramatic
But when lit up:
A snowman made of plastic
Looks quite fantastic!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.”
― Emily Dickinson
November Day
Woke up this morning
To a weather not so boring
A big round shiny object
Was not something to be expected
Yes, it shone on for a few hours
Turned the faces off from sours
Now I say bye bye
While looking up into the sky
Hoping that tomorrow
Another shiny curve ball will throw!
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Mini Seat
Try to fit on it
Just casually sit on it
It may not be a fit
But you can relax
For a little bit
Rantings Of A Third Kind 