Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
After a relaxing time
You hear the town bell chime
Before it’s bedtime
You need to spend a dime
So sue me, this had to rhyme!
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
When on the town
Getting all around
There is one thing
You wish you had found
A seat, to relax on!
continued in part two
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in Town
When finally found
Face in an upside frown
Jumping up and down
Giving a spin in the gown
continued in part three
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in the Shade
The scorching sun
Leaves you burning
Like an overcooked bun
Hoping the sun to fade
Trying to find shade
From this seat
In the shade
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in the Sun
No worries!
Just hurry and
Join the fun
Have a seat,
In the sun!
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat in the Sun
Didn’t get,
Too much done?
Competed,
But someone else won?
Feeling,
Like your phaser,
Is set on stun?
continued in part two
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Retro Sofa
Quite classical
In its time,
Even radical
Some say,
Too theatrical
Others called it,
Magical
The sofa from the past
Was made to last
Now, in rebroadcast
It’s selling,
Really, really fast!
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seats for Leisure
Sitting,
By the waters
Dreaming,
Of sunken treasure
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seats for Leisure
Sit down,
And feel the pleasure
In the seats,
Made for leisure
continued in part two
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seat at the Railway Museum
While doing historic exploration
Looking at the human creation
Ending up, on an old railway station
Abandoned, by a foolish nation
But built as a lasting location
A railway museum for the duration
Take a seat and join the celebration
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