POETRY AND PHOTOGRAPHY
Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
“People say graffiti is ugly, irresponsible and childish… but that’s only if it’s done properly” Banksy, Wall and Piece
SL-WEEK 8 : On the Road
“We here in France we have a habit of putting art everywhere…So this week show us the road art, urban art, art alibi!”
No use crying
Over spilled chalk
All over the side walk
It was worth trying
It may not be art
But, just as smart
Making people smile
As they walk on by
Photography and Poetry
“We see what we want”
Neon Life
Bright lights
Bright colours
Never night
Never duller
When life is
Such a bliss
And filled with
Neon colours
Photography and Poetry: Photo Challenge, Camera Lucida, Week 7
“Be brave enough to live life creatively. The creative place where no one else has ever been” Alan Alda
‘CAMERA LUCIDA’ – OUT OF PLACE
The odd one out
Without a doubt
Standing tall
Midst of them all
The only one
Of the colour red
Can’t be undone
Cheering instead
Gun Roswell is back in action!
“A hospital is no place to be sick” Samuel Goldwyn
Recommissioned
What once was broken
Has just now been fixed
When I was woken
I realized I wasn’t jinxed
Now it is time to start healing
And loose the sickly feeling
The situation wasn’t as rough
Just follow the instructions
In ship shape and Bristol fashion
And up and about soon enough
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Replaced by Metal
Fixing it
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A homage to bedpans everywhere!
“A hospital bed is a parked taxi with the meter running” Groucho Marx
Ode to Bedpans
When you are
Down and out
Then just give
A small shout
Soon enough
Before things get tough
The nice nurses
Will come a running
In their purses
Carrying the plumbing
And without a doubt
Ease your pout
Related Posts:
Out of Order
Replaced by Metal
Fixing it
Invincible
“What I do is not rocket science, but I sure do love it” Kyle Chandler
Rocket Science? It’s Just Life!
Life
Is complicated
Feelings of hate
It challenges you
It teases you
Makes you feel very small
The elating, making you tall
Pushing you against the wall
Even if you wanted to just go to the mall
You are so confused
With feelings of being abused
Left out standing in the cold
Cheated of everything and very old
It’s more like science
Than any kind of common sense
How to break the fence
Find the formula of suspense
Remember this one thing
And it can make you sing
It’s only complicated
If you are acting stupid
It’s not rocket science
It’s just life with a little defiance
Poetry and Photography
“The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul” Wyland
Beach Life
The sun in the sky
Mind almost as high
Finally relaxing
Feelings of taxing
Letting go
Taking things slow
Down on the beach
Life is simple
To say the least
“I’m a writer and, therefore, automatically a suspicious character” – Alfred Hitchcock
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer
Looking into
A writers mind
You may phew
On what you find
Look in,
Carefully
Surprisingly
Lurking
Emerging
A
Tinker, Tailor,
Soldier, Sailor,
Rich Man, Poor Man,
Beggar Man, Thief
Peeping Tom, Stalker
Pervert, Prude
Sister, Brother
Loud Mouth, Mute
A
Antagonist
Protagonist
Killer, Saviour
Bad behaviour?
Winner, Looser
Coward, Hero
Or simply a Zero?
Storyteller, Liar
Truth teller, Denier
A questionable character?
Or just a clever Actor?
Psychopath,
Or, on a Path?
Writer, Politician, or a Crook?
Did I get you hooked?
“Throwback Thursday: OMG: Throwback Thursday, I needa find a photo of myself from like hella long ago and post it on Facebook”
Throwback Thursday 2015-08-20
Today is time for a walk down memory lane again and dig into the archives from the beginning of Rantings Of A Third Kind. Here are a few of them:
I am the Queen of Fucking Everything
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer
Eavesdropping? No, just socially investigating!
Let the Rantings continue!!!
“Careful how you play your card, when you have a queen in your hand”
I am the Queen of Fucking Everything
Who am I?
You dare to ask me?
Or are you playing shy?
Or do you task me?
Do you not know who I am?
I am everyone
And I am no one
I know all
Still I am alone
I own everything
And I own nothing
I rule the world
Yet, I rule nothing
I rule your world
I rule you
I am gorgeous
I am sexy
I am marvellous
I am perplexing
Hardly ordinary
I am, extraordinaire
All the adjectives you can imagine
No one quite my kin
I can do anything
I can do everything
I can go everywhere
You can find me anywhere
And don’t you dare
To disagree with me
Or I will give you the scare
For contradicting me
Why?
You ask
The reason is
this simple thing
I am the Queen of
Fucking Everything!
