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Water
“I’m an instant star. Just add water and stir”
David Bowie
Drip Drop
“Drip drop
Drip drop…”
“This will not stop,
Before my ears will pop!
Damned pretty rain drops!”
“Drip drop
Drip drop…”
Tag Archives: summer
Dense (two)
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
Streets filled with people
Streets filled with clutter
Even the odd beagle
In the centre will hover
A densely populated market
It’s an easy target
For the lone tourist
Looking for more than nourishment
Dense (three)
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
It is hard to define
The suburban skyline
Buildings, cranes and clouds
It all seems, kind of loud
Trying to be proud
But all the density
Just makes me feel itchy
So, with a big eraser
Sharp, as a laser
Sculpting my own design
A view, quite refined
Dense (five)
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
A street view,
Into a dense forest
If you want to get through
Bring a chorus
You can’t go wrong
When you sing a song
With the task at hand
You’ll eventually land
Into an enchanted place
In another space
And time
Dense (four)
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
Hidden, in the dense woods
A little red house, alone stood
Trying to find it, every one would
But not even Robin Hood
Knew, where to look
Dense (one)
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
Today’s cloud density
Filled with such energy
You can feel the intensity
Filling the sky
And this city
Seagulls (one)
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
“Are you looking at me?”
The seagull retorted angrily
“If you did not bring a fish,
Then on a secret I will not dish,
Nor will I grant you any wish!”
“Are you a bird or a genie?”
The passerby asked,
Bewildered, of the seagull’s comment
“What on earth are you on about?
I was just flapping my snout,
What ever comes out
Never you give a doubt!”
The seagull sarcastically responded
“I, I,”
The passerby stammered,
“I just thought…
“You people with the thinking!
Don’t think, just do!”
“Oh, ok then!
I wish
For a juicy fish
And a side dish
Of a salad!”
“Wish noted
Wish may
Or may not be realized.
It’s hard to say
With these modern
Wishing machines.
Now,
Move along,
Nothing else here to see,
Just enjoying the sun,
Trying to get a tan,
So, move along!”
Seagulls (four)
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
“Is this a band I do see?
A band of seagulls?
Perhaps, a Flock of Seagulls?”
“A smart guy, eh?
Whatcha looking at?
Never seen a few birds flock?
And now, now you want us to rock?
Very well,
If this will sell
Then let’s all
Have a rock ‘n’ roll ball!”
Then, the band started playing
A band made of birds
Birds called seagulls
A flock of seagulls…
Seagulls (three)
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
Fly, fly, fly away
So what?
I never intended to stay
Anyway
Seagulls (two)
Posted in Daily Photo
“When the seagulls follow the trawler,
t is because they think
sardines will be thrown into the sea”
Eric Cantona
Seagulls
Flying out
Out from frame
The frame too restrictive
The restrictive narrative
The narrative of this image
The image of blue
The blue with white
White as a seagull
A seagull in flight
Rantings Of A Third Kind 