Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 40 Wrap Up

Posted on October 4, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Lucile De Godoy hosting Photo Rehab, The Clinic

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 40 Wrap Up

“In December 2014, after completing the Photo101 course, I opened the Photo Rehab Event in this blog, a ‘healing clinic’, for all of us who love photography (hobbyists, amateurs, pro-shooters and enthusiasts) who missed the course and daily interaction with other photobloggers” Lucile De Godoy

Check out all the magnificent photographs for this week from Lucile’s site:

Week 40: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab

Also featured Rantings Of A Third Kind:

Moon, Bloody Super Moon

September in Suburbia, Part Seven

September in Suburbia, Part Eight, Leaves

September in Suburbia, Part Nine, Leaves

September in Suburbia, Part Ten, The Last Day of September, Two

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.” Jarod Kintz

September in Suburbia, Part Ten, The Last Day of September, One

September in Suburbia, Part Ten, The Last Day of September, One

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.” Jarod Kintz

September in Suburbia, Part Ten, The Last Day of September, One

Today
Is the final day
For the Autumn month
Of September

You were soft
You were warm
You were colourful
Your were plentiful

Did not promise much
But delivered more
And as such
I truly you adore

September in Suburbia, Part Nine, Leaves

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Poetry and Photography

Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham

September in Suburbia, Part Nine, Leaves

September in Suburbia, Part Eight, Leaves

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Poetry and Photography

Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham

September in Suburbia, Part Eight, Leaves

Leaves on the trees
Leaves on the ground
Even at my doorstep
Can they be found

Autumn’s foliage
Soon turning to dust
Still enough for joliage
And enjoy it I must

September in Suburbia, Part Seven

Posted on September 28, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Poetry and Photography

Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

“With my middle-class metabolism, the suburbs were where I always wanted to be” Susan Isaacs

September in Suburbia, Part Seven

Night time in Suburbia
There is no time for hysteria
Streetlights the only spots of bright
Against the darkest of night
Sidewalks empty and quiet
A few signs marked private
Walking past the darkened windows
Occupants asleep, dreaming of tomorrow
The moon hiding behind clouds
No one to see, no one to watch
So, stepping on the grass is allowed
If I through away my crutch
Take a little chance
And do a little barefoot dance
In the middle of the night
On the streest of Suburbia

Moon, Bloody Super Moon

Posted on September 28, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Poetry and Photography

Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

The supermoon is a 16-inch pizza compared with a 15-inch pizza. It’s a slightly bigger moon; I ain’t using the adjective ‘supermoon.’ Neil deGrasse Tyson

Moon, Bloody Super Moon

Moon bloody Super Moon
Why can’t you get here soon

Instead, in the middle of the night
From my bed standing upright
Down the street I chased it
In a state of a hissy fit
And in my pajamas no less
Frightening the neighbours I confess

Staring up the starlit night
Only to find a disturbing sight
No moon of any colour could I find
I was pissed with my teeth in grind

The big white ball
I earlier in the sky saw
Had hidden behind
A thick cloud bind

So now, another thirty-three years to wait
For that bloody moon to bate
The other option of course
And without too much of remorse
Is…

The next time the full moon is around
Maybe just photoshop in the bloody crown

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 39 Wrap Up

Posted on September 27, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Lucile De Godoy hosting Photo Rehab, The Clinic

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 39 Wrap Up

Check out all the magnificent photographs for this week from Lucile’s site:

Week 39: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab

Also featured Rantings Of A Third Kind

“Gun from Rantings of a Third Kind has been writing poetry and shooting the beautiful lights, colors, shadows and reflections of autumn.”

Following posts from this week included:

September in Suburbia, Part Two

September in Suburbia, Part Three

September in Suburbia, Part Four

September in Suburbia, Part Six

Posted on September 27, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Photography and Poetry

“School,
Effort, and
Play.
Trying your best
Each hour of the day,
Making new friends,
Being good as you can
Exciting discoveries,
Reading books with a friend.”
– Boni Fulgham

September in Suburbia, Part Six

September in Suburbia, Part Five

Posted on September 27, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Photography and Poetry

September in Suburbia, Part Five

Sunshine and soft rain
Raindrops falling on the lane
The nature lush and green
More alive than ever seen
The colours in full glow
Red, orange and yellow
Waiting for the rainbow
Soon enough to follow