Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Mini Seat
A mini seat
Is quite neat
But,
It won’t carry
A large fleet
Tag Archives: sunday
Seat Sunday (13.11.2016)
Posted in Seat Sunday: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Art Studio Seat
Fancy a seat
In an art studio so neat?
Show is about to start
So sit down
And look smart!
Snowflakes for Daily Photo
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“…the endless repetition of an ordinary miracle.”
Snowflakes for Daily Photo
Snowflakes
In various shapes
A winter makes
Like icing on the cake
Covering the lakes
When it snows
There are no breaks
Just more and more
Snowflakes
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo (four)
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week”
Joseph Addison
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo
Sunday, snowy Sunday
You can make it your fun day
Or choose inside to stay
But no use in the bed to lay
Just get outside
Enjoy the ride
And snow angles make
Because it is
Sunday, snowy Sunday
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo (three)
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week”
Joseph Addison
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo
Sunday and snow
And the wind blows
I was feeling pretty low
Awaiting for a day slow
But getting outside
You really cannot deny
Snow can be fun
If you pardon the pun!
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo (two)
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week”
Joseph Addison
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo
Snow, snow, snow,
I see lots of snow
Snow over here
And snow over there
Snow I can see everywhere!
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo (one)
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour
“Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week”
Joseph Addison
Sunday, Snowy Sunday for Daily Photo
Early Sunday morning in suburbia
The whole neighbourhood
On the verge of a hypothermia
Cranking up the heat
Pumping up the beat
Kids are pulling out their skis
The watchdog everything sees
Making sure no one flees
Snowy weather soon sinking in
Then the wintry fun is about to begin
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
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
Down the Hill (Winter has arrived)
Posted in Winter has arrived: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“A society that gets rid of all its troublemakers goes downhill” Robert A. Heinlein
Down the Hill
When ever there is snow on the ground
And a small mountain or a molehill found
The kids will arrive in flocks
Dragging their sleighs to the top
“Mommy, mommy, look at me!
Look how fast I am going!
Oops, look, there’s a tree!”
<Crash, bang, boing>
“Mommy, mommy, look no teeth!”
The kid only laughingly stated
As back up hill he ventured
If only to once more ride
Before getting his dentures
Tracks in Snow (Winter has arrived)
Posted in Winter has arrived: Photography, Poetry and Humour
“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
Rantings Of A Third Kind 