Bench a Sunday Post/Seat Sunday Series
Poetry and Photography
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Posted in Travel Words Photo Challenge Bench Series
(Sunday 28-02-2016)
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet” Napoleon Bonaparte
The Recliner
As the night falls
Time for a small
Nap before I fall
Into a complete slumber
Bench a Sunday Post/Seat Sunday Series
Poetry and Photography
&
Posted in Travel Words Photo Challenge Bench Series
(Sunday 28-02-2016)
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet” Napoleon Bonaparte
Sofa
Inside, the warm inviting sofa
In one of the towns in Europa
It may have been fancy once upon a time
But even in its condition it suits me just fine
Bench a Sunday Post/Seat Sunday Series
Poetry and Photography
&
Posted in Travel Words Photo Challenge Bench Series
(Sunday 28-02-2016)
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet” Napoleon Bonaparte
Concrete Bench
Feeling cold and down
When sitting with a frown
This concrete seat
Is my defeat
Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography
“A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away.” ― Eudora Welty
Moon and Sun
Early morning blue skies
With the crescent moon up high
The sun soon to be rising
Both of them each other sizing
Neither of them compromising
Soon enough, two bright lights
Shining up in the skies
Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography
“A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away.” ― Eudora Welty
Tracks
Early morning after snowfall
The snowy blanket filled with footfalls
The early birds got up for skiing
And down the snowy road now fleeing
Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography
“A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away.” ― Eudora Welty
Frost
Like the icing on a cake
Or a frozen yoghourt and a milkshake
The window filled with frosted flakes
Away your breath will take
Posted in Caturday; in honour of all cats everywhere
“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere” Groucho Marx
Caturday: Four
Posted in Caturday; in honour of all cats everywhere
“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere” Groucho Marx
Caturday: Three
Posted in Caturday; in honour of all cats everywhere
“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere” Groucho Marx
Caturday: Two
Posted in Caturday; in honour of all cats everywhere
“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere” Groucho Marx
The Black Cat
When the black cat
Was crossing the street
She was chasing a rat
Trying to act discreet
Hiding behind a big hat
Awaiting her treat
The grounded bat
Knew he tasted sweet
Stood still on the mat
There was no time to greet
Only time, for combat
After a long while
Both standing still
Trying to act hostile
But without thrill
So instead of the usual
They decided in mutual
This tale’s end
Will the norm bend
Cat and mouse decided
To shake their paws delighted
The lesson of this tale?
Sometimes it’s good to fail
Rantings Of A Third Kind 