Sunday, Two

Posted in Daily Photo

“Sunday evenings often feel like the weekend is over before it’s even begun”
Catherine McCormack

Sunday

Behind the shades
Weather in snowy haze
Kids with their sleighs
Running away
As the candle light’s reflected
Weekly grind neglected
Nothing but good feeling projected
Sunday is, perfected

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Sunday, One

Posted in Daily Photo

“Sunday evenings often feel like the weekend is over before it’s even begun”
Catherine McCormack

Sunday

The candles are lit
Softest of light they do emit
Inviting to sit
At least for a bit
Lazy day, admitting it
So now, nothing to do
But maybe knit
Before Monday morning
When it’s time to split

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Icing on the Cake for Daily Photo (one)

Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Humour and Poetry

“It’s just the icing on the cake.
It is not the full cake”

Icing on the Cake 

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Icing on the cake?
Or a frosted snowflake?
Well, it sure looks like
Nature’s cook, got it baked!

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Icing on the Cake for Daily Photo (two)

Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Humour and Poetry

“It’s just the icing on the cake.
It is not the full cake”

Icing on the Cake 

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Frost on the window
Frost on the ground
Frost in the trees
Frost on the leaves
Frost all around

“Well, what did you expect?
It’s winter, after all!”

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A Winter’s Tale (Winter has arrived)

Posted in Winter has arrived: Photography, Poetry and Humour

“Winter is coming” George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

A Winter’s Tale

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When stepping outside
Much to surprise
A freezing wind
Is greeting your skin
Rubbing your eyes
Hoping, only lies
But, waking to reality
Accepting the actuality
A cover of white
May be a delight
After the lush of green
You have seen
All summer long
Trying to stay strong
It’s here to stay
Pushing away
The slowly creeping
Sinking feeling
Don’t get bitter
It’s only winter

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Frost (Winter has arrived)

Posted in Winter has arrived: Photography, Poetry and Humour

“A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away.” ― Eudora Welty

Frost

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Like the icing on a cake
Or a frozen yoghourt and a milkshake
The window filled with frosted flakes
Away your breath will take

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