Posted in Mundane Monday #68
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Dialogue
Mundane Monday
“I now find magic in the mundane. I’m also more creative – better able to look beyond the obvious and come up with new story angles.” Deborah Norville
Dark Clouds on Monday
Ominous and eerie
Even though, in theory
It was still summer
Feelings of weary
Vision getting blurry
Starting to worry
As the weather
Was getting glummer
Posted in the Daily Post: Drive
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“The cars we drive say a lot about us” Alexandra Paul
Drive for The Daily Post
They said I couldn’t
You said I shouldn’t
I thought I wouldn’t
But, now
Fading spots I see
In the rear view mirror
As my car and me
Down the road terror
Plough
Finally
Here I am
Where ever this is
Easily
I did drive
So do give me
A high five
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale
“I don’t want to be a passenger sitting on the bench not doing much, even in my older years” Frank Lampard
Seat Sunday
I have followed the yellow brick road
And it led me to this humble abode
Surrounded by a picket fence
And a green grass oh so dense
Now I am stationed here for all eternity
The yellow bricks stacked behind me
Grass growing tall, reaching to infinity
The inhabitants enjoying me occasionally
Maybe this is the place I will settle
And every day brew me tea in a kettle
I may be made out of wood and metal
But I can be quite sentimental
I am a special bench
Possibly made by the French
Sometimes in the drain I drench
Still, I am quite the mensch 😉
Posted in the Daily Post: Details
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“Snail, snail,
Show me your horns,
Will there tomorrow,
Be a storm”
– Finnish adage
Snail for The Daily Post
Little slimey snail
Brought by a gail
Now stuck in this tale
Onto my windowsill
I though you were a hale
Of the size of a whale
But you seem quite frail
Dragging your tall tail
I tried to snap a picture
But you were way too fast
Now into this scripture
Your tall tale will last
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale /Rap-song
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto
Caturday presents the honorary cat Mr Diesel and his adventures
Mr Diesel’s Adventures for CaturdayÂ
“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face”—Maya Angelou
Nap time
“It’s a wrap
Time for a nap
Good night to all
Where ever you fall”
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale /Rap-song
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto
Caturday presents the honorary cat Mr Diesel and his adventures
Mr Diesel’s Adventures for CaturdayÂ
“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face”—Maya Angelou
On a Break
I am on a break
Awaiting my steak
Don’t want a snake
And expecting cake
So don’t keep me awake
Just let me dream
For heaven’s sake!
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale /Rap-song
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto
Caturday presents the honorary cat Mr Diesel and his adventures
Mr Diesel’s Adventures for CaturdayÂ
“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face”—Maya Angelou
Photoshoot
“I am ready for my close-up!”
Said the pup
As he finished his cup
And, got ready for the lineup
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale /Rap-song
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto
Caturday presents the honorary cat Mr Diesel and his adventures
Mr Diesel’s Adventures for CaturdayÂ
“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face”—Maya Angelou
Hypnotize
Look me,
Straight
In the eyes
While I thee
I hypnotize
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale /Rap-song
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto
Caturday presents the honorary cat Mr Diesel and his adventures
Mr Diesel’s Adventures for CaturdayÂ
“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face”—Maya Angelou
Oys’, in the Hood
“Yo, Yo
Are you ready to go?!
This place let’s blow
And into
The unknown flow
Yo, Yo
I’m the original
Not a typical
Oy in the hood”
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale /Rap-song
Photo credits Miranda Kuusisto
Caturday presents the honorary cat Mr Diesel and his adventures
Mr Diesel’s Adventures for CaturdayÂ
“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face”—Maya Angelou
Sometimes, I like to Hide
Sometimes
I hide
And think
I am in disguise
As an old dude
I you allude
When it is time
To go out
In the rain
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