Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
On the streets of London
In just a few hops
Over the rooftops
And in to. the hustle and bustle
Tag Archives: rainy day
London for WWW I eight
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
Rain, rain, rain
Running down the drain
Around in the City of London
Without the feeling of boredom
Umbrella (TBT)
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, humour, travel, tales and things that nature!
“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella? These people are my fans, and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing, I can stand in the rain” Bobby Darin
Umbrella
Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella
Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla
There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday Four
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
There’s time to spare
And a cup of coffee to share
In the little cafe
By the Esplanade
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday Three
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
Opening the archives
Storing away the files
Of possible tales
For later to be shared
In a little cafe
By the Esplanade
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday Two
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
Making a play
From my hideaway
People watching
A glimpse of their lives
Here and there catching
In the little cafe
By the Esplanade
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday One
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“Haven’t you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?” Nicholson Baker
Kiosk Cafe for Seat Sunday
Rain or shine
Seated just fine
In a little cafe
By the Esplanade
Rainy Day for Daily Photo Six
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Rainy Day for Daily Photo
“Into each life some rain must fall” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Frosted
Like icing on the cake
The tiny watery flakes
Covering all in their wake
Rainy Day for Daily Photo Three
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Rainy Day for Daily Photo
“Into each life some rain must fall” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Display
“Never mind the wind and rain
You know me to be quite vain
I will always strike a pose
And deliver you the daily dose
So be prepared”
The plant declared
“I shall only do this once today!”
Rainy Day for Daily Photo Five
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Rainy Day for Daily Photo
“Into each life some rain must fall” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Droplets
Like miniature optics
Formed with liquid
The translucent droplets
On the leaf and branch
Doing a slow dance
Watching, observing,
Falling into a trance
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