Photography and Poetry
“Life is all about finding people who are your kind of crazy”
Two Of A Kind
One of them smaller
The other one taller
Side by side
Like Jekyll and Hyde
Pretty and ugly
Together quite snugly
Faded and colourful
Together more powerful
Photography and Poetry
“I’m not lazy. I’m just in my energy saving mode”
Lazy Day
Sunshine, with a few fluffy clouds passing by
Sitting under a tree, letting out a sigh
Down the valley, up the mountains
The shadows are bouncing
The guardians of the palace
Keeping an eye on the chalice
A lazy gaze cast over the passer by
Stern look warning “don’t you even try”
Time is almost standing still
Nothing to do but chill
Another lazy day soon ending
To the evening light blending
Vacation time
The best of times
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Photography and Poetry
“Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you”
The Sun
Today something strange happened
Leaving most of us quite baffled
Something called “the sun” appeared
With its striking rays all of the sky smeared
Out from our caves we emerged
Rubbing our eyes in an urge
The sun boss, the sun!
Someone shouted
It was no pun
Even though doubted
There had been many a tales
Like someone seeing the whales
Of such oddities happening before
But never ever in the wildest dreams
Would we hoped to have scored
Or so it seems
Now, bearing witness
To this unusual event
The sun really existing
Like an early Christmas present
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Photography and Poetry
“Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet” Bob Marley
After the rain
The leaves are greener
The air is cleaner
The sky is bluer
Raindrops the only reminder
Of the storm now passed by
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Photography and Poetry
“It is often in the darkest skies that we see the brightest stars” Richard Evans
Dark Skies
The light disappearing
Behind the dark curtain
All eyes are tearing
Afraid of a hurting
Is the sky falling down
On this little town
The ever present ancient fear
Of the light bearing sphere
To be swallowed by the beast
All of us be ceased
Huddling closer together
Hoping it’s just the weather
Playing tricks on us fools
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Photography: Week 29: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab
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Photography and Poetry
“Life is short, the art long” Hippocrates
Statues
Standing proud
Covered in a shroud
Adored by the crowd
Shouting out loud
Applauding you
Admiring you
A sort of fandom
But not by random
Marble, bronze or metal
Something sentimental
The statues of ages past
Will all of us outlast
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Photography and Poetry
“There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you can remove all traces of reality” Pablo Picasso
The Abstract and Bizarre
How bizarre
Said the Tsar
When he looked into the jar
Filled with tar
His mouth ajar
He jumped into the car
Driving quite far
Steered by the North Star
To find a snack bar
Only to find Babar
Playing the guitar
While smoking a cigar
And watching Jafar
Striking under par
The abstract
Quite a concept
Maybe the next step
In the world wide web
Can I hear a yep, yep?
Or is it just hep
Or another misstep?
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Photography and Poetry
“The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace” Kate Chopin, Writer
Island living
An island in the sea
A little red cottage by the tree
A carefree living
Is so much giving
A boat docked at the pier
The ocean and sky clear
“Gone a fishing” sign posted
For dinner, the catch roasted
When the night falls
Time to recall
The day’s adventures
The simple pleasures
Of this island life
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Photography and Poetry
“As long as I can remember, I’ve been writing – first poems, then stories, and by my early teenage years I was also in love with sailing” Nathaniel Philbrick
Sailing
Sailing across the high seas
The wind a soft breeze
The sun shining high in the sky
On the waters the boat gently a fly
All worries and doubts fading
Wouldn’t be trading
This moment for anything
Because this, is pure living
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Rantings Of A Third Kind 