Posted in A Quote a Week Tuesday
Quote a Week Tuesday
A few thoughts for the upon coming weeks for the holiday season: Enjoy!
“Success is not final, failure is not fatal:
it is the courage to continue that counts.”
― Winston S. Churchill
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Pavement on Mundane Monday
Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can”
Rufus Wainwright
Pavement
Lights reflected
Onto the pavement
Making a statement
Before disappearing
Into the basement
Red Bike on Mundane Monday
Posted in Mundane Monday : Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can”
Rufus Wainwright
Red Bike
Ride, ride, ride the red bike
Gently down the road
Because it’s frozen winter time
And it’s a slippery slope!
Seats for Leisure for Seat Sunday (two)
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seats for Leisure
Sitting,
By the waters
Dreaming,
Of sunken treasure
Seats for Leisure for Seat Sunday (one)
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography and Poetry
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Seats for Leisure
Sit down,
And feel the pleasure
In the seats,
Made for leisure
continued in part two
The 3rd Advent (two)
Posted in Holiday Season:Tale, Poetry, Photography, Humour
“Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought,
doesn’t come from a store”
Dr. Seuss
The 3rd Advent
…In the end
After some time spent
The agreement said
“You can have three days off
Provided, they are on a weekend
No more time to spend
On any celebration
Or there will be hell to bend!”
So now, if you listen closely
The celebration still goes on, but quietly
Under the bridges and behind closed doors
Some say, they even roast s’mores
Guess the lesson learnt
Is: do not get burnt
But celebrate you can
If you don’t give damn
Even if shit hits the fan!
The 3rd Advent (one)
Posted in Holiday Season:Tale, Poetry, Photography, Humour
“Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought,
doesn’t come from a store”
Dr. Seuss
The 3rd Advent
At the tone of the bell’s ding
The celebrations are about to begin
Even the grumpiest of them all begins to sing
All the crowd begins to swing
Nothing will stop the celebration
So come along, bring your dalmatian
Let’s spread the cheer across the nation
So hop on the train before it leaves the station
But hold on to your horses
Says the person cautious
Before we can actually endorse this
We need to talk to our bosses
continued in part two
Caturday: Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster (one)
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
All bundled up and no where to go
Well, guess I’ll just take it slow
Let my minions do my bidding
After all, it is only fitting
The hooman made me take the bath
While little me, splashing and helpless, she just laughed
Now, let’s see who laughs last!
Caturday: Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster (four)
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
It was broken when we got here?
“I didn’t do it
Nobody saw me do it
Can’t prove anything…
(the canine pointing at the feline)
The cat did it!”
Caturday: Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster (five)
Posted in Caturday: Photography, Tale, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin
Caturday: Adventures of Mr Diesel and Ms Vänster
Just when you thought
It was safe to leave sit in your spot…
…Jaws, has returned!
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