Posted in Photography 101: Moment & Motion (Day Thirteen)
“This life is like a swimming pool. You dive into the water, but you can’t see how deep it is” Dennis Rodman
Water
In the deep blue pool
There are no rules
Just dive in, like a fool
Tag Archives: rain
Ode to my Wellingtons (Repost for TBT)
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“I may be an optimist, but I always pack my wellies”
Ode to my Wellingtons
You beautiful lovelies
My sweet red Wellingtons
Luckily I wasn’t swayed
By those tempting sandals
I would have been betrayed
When the rain came pouring down
Hopeless without my crown
Puddles all over the ground
No safe harbour to be found
Taking a small step
Anticipating the get wet
But to my surprise
You saved my life!
Welcome To Finland’s Midsummer (Repost for TBT)
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“At least there is no snow on the ground” Gun Roswell
Welcome To Finland’s Midsummer
Not creature stirred
Not even a mouse
Vision getting blurred
Or just an illusion
If you come to the conclusion
And dare to leave the house
Heed this warning
The rain come a down pouring
Soon you will be scorning
The streets empty and deserted
The barbeque outside forgotten and defeated
Shivering in ten plus degrees
Wishing you had paid the fees
Of a nice vacation abroad
But your plan was flawed
Planning on spending
The day never ending
At home in stead
Spending the Finnish carnival
An event most formidable
Even though holier than thou
Or the proverbial sacred cow
That was all but a dream
You hear yourself scream
If you’d only been so lucky
But now feeling yucky
Your midsummer
What a bummer
Surely a nightmare to remember
So what really happened:
Family (SL-Week Pride)
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Pride
“Remember, as far as everyone knows, we are a nice, normal family!”
Family
Family you are born to
Family you can make
They may not always be what you want
But be sure to give them a break
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Ode to My Family, Photography and Poetry
When it Rains it Pours (Repost for TBT)
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
“And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow” Gilbert K. Chesterton
When it Rains it Pours
The rain came down a pouring
The sound loud as roaring
Frozen drops, balls of hail
No time to stop and flail
Pounding hard onto the ground
A safe harbour needs to be found
The nature showing it’s full force
When it rains, then it pours
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Fuzzy Vision, Seven (SL-WEEK 26)
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Depth of Field
“There is nothing worse than a sharpe image with a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Fuzzy Vision, Seven
Fuzzy Vision, Three (SL-WEEK 26)
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Depth of Field
“There is nothing worse than a sharpe image with a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Fuzzy Vision, Three
Fuzzy Vision, Two (SL-WEEK 26)
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Depth of Field
“There is nothing worse than a sharpe image with a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Fuzzy Vision, Two
Last Day of November
In honour of the month of November
Poetry and Photography
“So. Monday. We meet again. We will never be friends—but maybe we can move past our mutual enmity toward a more-positive partnership.” Julio Alexi Genao
Last Day of November
Last day of November
Wishing it was still September
Or at least a snowy day in December
Rain, rain, rain
Some more rain
Feelings of mundane
Starting to sink in
Dull, dark, dreary
Nature somewhat eerie
The sun coming out rarely
Hanging in there barely
Last ones of leaves
In the barest of trees
Holding on for dear life
Existence one big strife
Then, something unexpected
When you least expected
A beam of light reflected
On the dark surface
Could it be?
Is it possibly…
Sunlight?
Just An Other Saturday?
In honour of the month of November
Poetry and Photography
“The sky may fall on our heads tomorrow”
Just An Other Saturday?
Early morning
Dark skies
The wind howling
The rain pours
Just an other Saturday morning
In the month of November
More darkness to follow
Life empty and hollow
Through the window
The outside world
Only but a blur
But,
Just look out!
Something happens
A single white flake
Then an other
Could it be…
Snowing?
Lightness surrounding
From the skies to the ground
Happy thoughts, clear mind
Nothing more need I find
On just an other Saturday
Rantings Of A Third Kind 