“It’s more fun to be a pirate than to join the navy” Steve Jobs
This Pirate’s life
It’s a hard nut’s life
Balancing
On the edge of the knife
Romancing
Certainly not without strife
Lancing
With a sword in hand
Advancing
Where ever they land
Dancing
This ragtag band
They call, Pirates
Photography and Poetry
“Another night, another shift, in the moonlight filled lift”
Moonlighting
Sitting down, typing
Part from the moon lighting
The room is pitch black
The rhythmic clickety-clack
On the laptops keyboard
Possibly the only chord
Which can be heard
In this very absurd
But well known scene
With too much caffeine
Trying to cross the finish line
And meet the deadline
Feeling much like a slob
Even if an unpaid job
Still keeping on writing
Despite only moonlighting
Related posts: Moonlighting in Black and White
Photography and Poetry
“I haven’t been everywhere but it’s on my list.” – Susan Sontag
Around the World in Black and White, First Edition
On the busy streets of London
There is no time for boredom
While roaming the ancient ruins for Greece
Breathe and let the moment freeze
Sailing the gorgeous lakes in Italy
Watching the clouds filling the sky to affinity
Sightseeing, travelling or shopping
There is no time for stopping
Around the wide wide world
Me and my camera are hurled
Photography and Poetry
“Gray skies are just clouds passing over” Duke Ellington
Sky’s Gray Shroud
Up up high
Grayness, filling the sky
Wrapping it tight
Dark as night
Into a shroud
Filled with clouds
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Poetry and Photography
“In the bible it rained for 40 days and 40 nights. They called it disaster. In Finland we call it summer!”
Picnic in July, Finnish style
Going on a picnic
Come snow, hail or shine
After all, it is still July
Hoping not to get sick
Sitting on the beach
Shivering with cold
The warmth at arms reach
It’s summer I was told
Not time for mission abort
Should not have worn shorts
The rain soon falls
Drops like thick walls
Clothes getting wetter
Running to shelter
Looking for a hide
Getting inside
Cold and wet
And unfed
Cursing and swearing
Of this life unfairing
Looking outside again
Hoping no more rain
What the f…k?
The sun is back up!
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“Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself” Pat Conroy
An Homage to Bloggers
The blogging day is done
And the time has come
To finally move along
Maybe, even with a song
So let’s all keep blogging
Even while jogging
Do not believe in flopping
And around the www keep popping
“Throwback Thursday: OMG: Throwback Thursday, I needa find a photo of myself from like hella long ago and post it on Facebook”
Throwback Thursday 2015-07-30
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:
Photography and Poetry
“The sun is new each day” Heraclitus
Sunrays
Trying to catch a glimpse
Of the last sun sparkles
Before they shrink
Into complete darkness
Photography and Poetry
“Red is the ultimate cure for sadness” Bill Blass
Red
Seeing red?
Hoping for something else instead?
What can I say
I like to play
Red is red is red
Maybe you should have stayed in bed
So like it or not
Here are the shots
Photography and Poetry: The Clinic /Photo Rehab
“Without poetry, stories would be told in sepia” Ellen Hopkins
Sepia
The faded colour
A reminder of the past
Many nuances to discover
Monochrome to last
Once a colourful picture
A photographer’s signature
Now, maybe a work of art
Or close to someones heart
