Posted in the Daily Post: Heritage
“It is not the honor that you take with you,
but the heritage you leave behind”
Branch Rickey
Heritage
A castle fit for a King or Queen
Light up on every eve
This heritage would impress even Steve
Check it out, before you leave
Posted in the Daily Post: Heritage
“It is not the honor that you take with you,
but the heritage you leave behind”
Branch Rickey
Heritage
One small
The other tall
Two from the past
Built to last
As our heritage
Posted in the Daily Post: Heritage
“It is not the honor that you take with you,
but the heritage you leave behind”
Branch Rickey
Heritage
The sea captain, now long gone
Left behind him, something strong,
Long and heavy
Big enough for everyone’s envy
A true blast from ages passed
An object of art, an object for use
An anchor strong and made to last
Posted in the Daily Post: Heritage
“It is not the honor that you take with you,
but the heritage you leave behind”
Branch Rickey
Heritage
Just another brick on the wall?
This window may be small
But those who did it install
Made sure, no one out of it would fall
Something lasting from the ages here shown
The makers worked their fingers to the bone
To build as heritage a wall of stone
Now us youngsters, proudly do it own
Posted in the Daily Post: Heritage
“It is not the honor that you take with you,
but the heritage you leave behind”
Branch Rickey
Heritage
When the waring was finished
His belongings quite diminished
All that was left for inheritance
Was a pile of armor, none too relevant
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Snow, snow, snow
Let it blow, let it blow…
… Even in May!
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Snow, snow, snow
Let it blow, let it blow
Where ever it may flow
It’s coming down
Really, really slow
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Every viewer is going to get a different thing.
That’s the thing about painting, photography, cinema”
David Lynch
Painted
A water colour painting?
Or an image ever fading?
The flowers once blooming
The watcher’s mind fueling
If you keep on viewing
The picture might be renewing
Something everlasting sustaining
Forever, in the frame maintaining
Posted in Simply Poetry
Photo credits Google
“No man is an island,
entire of itself;
every man is a piece of the continent”
John Donne
Island
On an
Deserted island
I got slammed
This is, my land
This is, where I make my stand
Here lays, my strand
If here, you try to land
Know that, you’ll be damned
By the wave, of my hand
You will be, hanged
Posted in Simply Poetry
“In the Spring,
I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours”
Mark Twain
Spring Weather
A single branch
Making its stance
Sprung out of spring
Now, let’s all sing
Rantings Of A Third Kind 