Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post (One)

Posted in the Daily Post: Nostalgia
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post

“It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.”
― Ally Condie, Matched

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Nostalgia

Ah, Nostalgia
That sense of euphoria
Would even impress Gloria
When you are remembering
The “good old days”…

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Continued in Part Two

Distant Moon for Daily Photo

Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Full Moon for Daily Photo

“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin’ brown and golden under a sinkin’ sun” Roy Bean

Distant Moon

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Spinning out from orbit
Like a sugar rush tripping hobbit
If you think about it
It may sound quite horrid
You may even feel worried
But, before you vomit
Another comet
May fill the empty space
And be a much nicer place!

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Copper Moon for Daily Photo

Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Full Moon for Daily Photo

“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin’ brown and golden under a sinkin’ sun” Roy Bean

Copper Moon

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The copper shaded moon
Has reached its full bloom
Rusty and round
Lighting
The night ground
If you were looking for treasure
To be a person of leisure
Then this is
The wrong rainbow!

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White Moon for Daily Photo

Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Full Moon for Daily Photo

“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin’ brown and golden under a sinkin’ sun” Roy Bean

White Moon

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Shining brightly
Tonight oh so whitely
Like a Christmas song
Banging the gong
The full moon
Came out at noon

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Quote a Week Tuesday: 2016-10-03

Posted in A Quote a Week Tuesday

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“Are you really living life or are you just paying bills until you die?”

Quote a Week Tuesday: 2016-10-03

For this week’s quote, I have chosen a guideline, which I myself am trying to adapt to living by (very, very slowly I might add!). But then again, you only live once, or maybe twice or even more times, depending on your beliefs or wishes of course 😉

“Don’t stress yourself out over things you can’t control or change”

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Mundane Monday: Grey 2

Posted in Mundane Monday #79
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“There’s something that’s really fun about the challenge of making the mundane funny, too, I think”
Jim Gaffigan

Grey

Grey may be mundane
Or the colour of a great dane
But it has no fame
And sometimes gets the blame

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Mundane Monday: Real of Reflection

Posted in Mundane Monday #79
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“There’s something that’s really fun about the challenge of making the mundane funny, too, I think”
Jim Gaffigan

Real of Reflection

Is it real
Or just a reflection?
Just fall
Into the deception

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Mundane Monday: Grey 1

Posted in Mundane Monday #79
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“There’s something that’s really fun about the challenge of making the mundane funny, too, I think”
Jim Gaffigan

Grey

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Grey for the ocean
Grey for the sky
Is this a dream
In black and white?

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Mundane Monday: Red

Posted in Mundane Monday #79
Photography /Poetry /Humour

“There’s something that’s really fun about the challenge of making the mundane funny, too, I think”
Jim Gaffigan

Red

Sunrise
Or sunset?
It may be in the eyes
Of the onlooker
Or however the picture
Was devised

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Monday: Bloody Monday

Posted in Daily Incidents /Monday
Poetry/ Tale /Humour /Horror

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“Why is Monday so far from Friday, and Friday so near to Monday?”

Monday, Bloody Monday

Monday, bloody Monday
It is certainly not my fun day
Still five days until Friday
This could well be my die day

My calendar filled with meetings
No time for eating
Feeling like cheating
When trying to catch a break for peeing

No use in struggle or fighting 
Almost worse than being struck by a lightning
Dealing with the disappointment
Because there is no ointment

Another working week has started
From my leisure time I was parted
Doing my best to survive
Just wishing to keep in the drive

Tell me, do I really hate Mondays
Or is it just the illusion of a fading Sunday?

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