Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer” Helen Hunt Jackson
September in Suburbia, Part Four
Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer” Helen Hunt Jackson
September in Suburbia, Part Three
Roaming around the Hood
Because the weather was really good
Clouds floating in the blue sky
Wishing if only I could fly
The sun warm on my skin
Melting the coldest of Finns
Colours burning bright
Ideas taking flight
Snap, click, snap, click
Hoping to score some great pics
So here they are
I didn’t walk too far
But still got a great bunch
In a time it takes to have lunch
In honour of Caturday
Photo credits include: Miranda Kuusisto, Jessica Solingius and Minttu Gustafsson
“I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat” Edgar Allan Poe
Caturday: Rulers of the World
They run your world
Despite whatever you heard
Twisting you around their tall tails
Urging you to run on nails
You will jump when they hail
“Yes Ma’am” you hear yourself say
When they approach you with a sway
And tell you it is time to play
Cats, are the rulers of the world
Sometimes you may hear yourself say “shit”
But you have to admit
You are loving every minute of it
Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“I love September, especially when we’re in it” Willie Stargell
September in Suburbia, Part Two
Poetry and Photography
“I love September, especially when we’re in it” Willie Stargell
September in Suburbia, Part One
Sunshine, rain, a rainbow
Blue skies, dark skies, a rainbow
The weather in constant turmoil
Life in constant recoil
Colours on the leaves turning
From green to bright red flaring
Observing through the viewfinder
All of Mother Nature’s wonder
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower” Albert Camus
Autumn Leaves
Bright red, yellow and orange
Just like spring time in Florence
The Autumn leaves are morphing
Like the cooling stars dwarfing
The colours of the trees
As far as eyes can see
Gorgeous and beautiful
More plentiful, more wonderful
Than you could have bargained for
I can hardly wait what more
Autumn has in store
“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart” Helen Keller
World Wide Wednesday Presents:Athens, Acropolis
Basking in the sun
Athens, Acropolis
A place of fun
A place of knowledge
Climbing up the mountain
Looking for the fountain
Of wisdom and history
Shrouded in mystery
Walking in the footsteps
Of the ancient Greeks
But, watch your steps
On the narrow streets
Once reaching the top
The effort but one hop
The view of awe and beauty
You know it really was your duty
Poetry and Photography
“My poor vision gives me a soft-focus morning. For the first half hour, I kind of wander through my house, and everything is a blur. I put my contacts in when I’m ready to deal with the world” Carrie Ann Inaba
Soft Vision
Sometimes looking at life
Through soft blurry vision
Is like giving up the strife
Moving towards wisdom
Being out of focus
May sound bogus
But it can really be
A very good thing
Photography and Poetry: Camera Lucida Photo Challenge
Week Eleven: Autumn Lane
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer” Helen Hunt Jackson
Camera Lucida: Autumn Lane
The view from my window
Almost like a suburban meadow
Nature growing wild and free
Only a glimpse of the road I see
The pathway to our house
Narrow and more fitting for a mouse
Black asphalt with a touch of green
Surrounded by colours more gorgeous
Than I ever seen
Mirror mirror on the wall
Which of the seasons
Is the prettiest of them all
Why Autumn of course
Such a nature’s force
“Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul… but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.” Peggy Toney Horton
September Contrasts
The contrasts
Of light and shadow
On each surface cast
Like an arrow
Dividing colour
From the darkness
Still much to discover
In the emptiness
And the colourless
Rantings Of A Third Kind 