Posted in Seat Sunday
“Because
it’s a seat”
Old Town Seats
Close your eyes
Let the millenia
Take you down
The memory lane
Tag Archives: poetry
Old Town Seats (two)
Posted in Seat Sunday
“Because
it’s a seat”
Old Town Seats
The history
Of this city
In one glance
Fall into a trance
continued in part three
Silver Lining
Posted in Daily Photo
Look deep into nature,
and then you will understand everything better”
Albert Einstein
Silver Lining
They say
“Every cloud
Has a silver lining”
Looking up to the sky
What do I find?
Fluffy white clouds
With fluffy white lines
Purple Lines
Posted in Daily Photo
Look deep into nature,
and then you will understand everything better”
Albert Einstein
Purple Lines
Purple and wavy
Nothing too racy
Surely not a daisy
Just another pretty flower
Planetary Object (two)
Posted in Daily Photo
“All those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.”
― Warsan Shire
Planetary Object
The object kept on shining
Around and around spinning
Before too long all of us came out from hiding
Hoping, this really was, the promised new beginning
Planetary Object (one)
Posted in Daily Photo
“All those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.”
― Warsan Shire
Planetary Object
An imaginary object
Appeared to the skies
It was as high
As the crow flies
It was shining so brightly
There was no where to hide
All eyes open and wide
Staring, wondering
Some of us pondering
Was this the start of spring
continued in part two
Snow Day in March (one)
Posted in Daily Photo
“Sunday is the golden clasp
that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Snow Day in March
It was supposed to be a sunny day in spring
But as the clock struck with a loud ding
The snowflakes started to sing
Down, down it poured
The drains started to roar
My eyes started to sore
Was it tears or the snow fall?
Oh, March, why art thou such a bore!
Snow Day in March (two)
Posted in Daily Photo
“Sunday is the golden clasp
that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Snow Day in March
Flakey snowflakes,
The earth did shake
But oh, what total fakes
When onto the ground they lay
For a while did they stay
But much to someone’s dismay
The flakey flakes
Slowly faded away
Daylight Savings
Posted in Simply Poetry
“I don’t mind going back to daylight saving time.
With inflation, the hour will be the only thing I’ve saved all year”
Victor Borge
Daylight Savings
Lost an hour
Feeling sour
Without power
Like a flower
Without petals
A tangy metal
Taste in my mouth
Things going south
All because of daylight savings
There are no other cravings
Than sleep one more hour
Reflections, One
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection”
Winston Churchill
Reflections
Reflections on the walls
Reflections on the windows
The sunsets and sunrises
Reflected on each surface
Rantings Of A Third Kind 