Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
White and Blue for Daily Photo
“Blue jeans, white shirt, I’ll be like James Dean” Gun Roswell
White with some Blue
Pretty, blooming and white
Against the sun’s bright
Sitting on the branch
Like patrons in a cafe in France
Cool against the blue
As I forgot to stir the stew
All this pretty
Is making me giddy
So let’s form a committee
And choose a new city
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
White and Blue for Daily Photo
“Blue jeans, white shirt, I’ll be like James Dean” Gun Roswell
White with Rays of the Sun
The time is turning
The sun is burning
The bees are swarming
The flowers are performing
It is the time for learning
And forgetting the yearning
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“A bee is never as busy as it seems; it’s just that it can’t buzz any slower” Kin Hubbard
Busy as a Bee for Daily Photo
I’m a busy little bee
With no intention to flee
If you won’t stop that clicking
Then surely, sting I will thee!
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
A Seat at the Restaurant for Seat Sunday
“I have no plans to rock myself to sleep in my bath chair yet” Bruce Forsyth
Modern Times
Oh, how time flies
In front of our very eyes
Running around makes none the wise
So, just take a seat, relax, fill your supplies
There is no resistance
For these modern times
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
A Seat at the Restaurant for Seat Sunday
“I have no plans to rock myself to sleep in my bath chair yet” Bruce Forsyth
Waiting
Important meeting to decide one’s fate?
Maybe a secret hideaway, for a coffee date?
Watching, waiting, by the gate
Why, oh why is my destiny late?
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
A Seat at the Restaurant for Seat Sunday
“I have no plans to rock myself to sleep in my bath chair yet” Bruce Forsyth
Empty Seats
Finally, the storm has passed
The remaining overcast
Will not for long last
Moving on, is our goal
After all, it is good for our soul
And faster and faster, we stroll
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
A Seat at the Restaurant for Seat Sunday
“I have no plans to rock myself to sleep in my bath chair yet” Bruce Forsyth
When it Rains…
When it rains, it possibly pours
How to find a shelter outdoors?
Behold, a wonderful escape
In a shape of a cafe
By the beautiful Esplanade
Soon, sitting, coffee enjoying
Carefully watching
Life and passersby flowing
And the sunshine washing
The rainy clouds away
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“I have no plans to rock myself to sleep in my bath chair yet” Bruce Forsyth
A Seat at the Restaurant for Seat Sunday
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tales /Song
“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner
For Caturday
Cats, cats, cats
I see a lots of cats
Cats over there
And cats over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
Oh, look at the pretty cat
In the window there
What window, where?
Over there, over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of Silhouette
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Silhouettes for SL-Week
“Truth is like silhouette, it keeps appearing along with light, it can’t be camouflaged for ever.” Chandrababu V.S.
Dog Decrypted
“Right” said Fred
As the dog he fed
Sighting the alphabet
Landing in letter zed
“Let’s follow this thread”
He pointed at the wire red
But the thread, turned to infrared
Soon enough, they were all encrypted
The dog, as they had dread
Was the master instead
Stood there shaking its head:
“They should have all stayed in bed”
Rantings Of A Third Kind 