The Wednesday Poem

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“Half way through, half way to go, with one day to spare, Wednesday!” Gun Roswell

The Wednesday Poem

Midweek
Still trying to find
Without knowing
What I seek

Wednesday!
Hurry the hell up
Only few more to go
Until it’s Friday

In the middle
Playing an out of tune fiddle
Nothing about to giggle
It’s like threading a needle

Two down two more to go
Standing
Still unmoving in the middle of it all
Planning

Because…

Friday
That’s my very day
The weekend ahead
With plenty of rest

Half way done
Part of the fun
Wednesday
That ain’t no pun!

My big bloated head

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”Huge giant head, larger ego, totally a major headache” Gun Roswell

My big bloated head

My head big and giant
My body compared, tiny like an ant
None too reliant
For carrying such a heavy load

How did I end up on this road
Did I follow the toad or crow?
Neither, was the smarter
So I decided to do it on my own

Selling, compelling, telling
To the rest of the world yelling
I am the greatest, I am trying best
Put me on whatever test

They all loved me at first
The hunger grew with the thirst
Out there and everywhere
I went with no time to spare

Believing my own jargon
I finally was too far gone
My head kept swelling
The louder I was yelling

So here I sit in total solitude
Holding my big giant head
I was expecting gratitude
But in the end, only to my own devices left

Mundane Monday 2016-03-14

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POSTED IN MUNDANE MONDAY CHALLENGE #50
Poetry, Photography, Humour

“Life tends to be an accumulation of a lot of mundane decisions, which often gets ignored” David Byrne

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It’s Monday again
I tried to stay in bed
Sleep in
But why bother
For next week
Another Monday
Will raise its head

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Rainy Suburbia (Daily Photo)

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Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography

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“When it rains, it pours”

Rainy Suburbia (Daily Photo)

“Welcome to sunny suburbia!”
They said

“Stay a while, take a load off”
They said

“It’s pretty and white, the sun shining so bright!”
They said

“Bah Humbug!”
I said

Sounded more, like a tall tale
Or urban a legend, set to fail!

As the rain came pouring down
And not a single dry spot could be found
I felt like the sideshow clown
On my face, an permanent painted frown

“Oh, well, when in Rome…”
I thought

Sitting in my recliner
Cozy, lazy and bundled up
Sipping on my warm cider
I held up my cup
Saluted towards the window
For all the daring weirdos
Coming out from their hides
And venturing to cold outside

And I said:
“Cheers!”
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