Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“I don’t generally like running. I believe in training by rising gently up and down from the bench” Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
A little while longer
As I moved along
The feeling now stronger
I knew it wouldn’t be long
I was close to finding
As I saw the metal shining
I finally found it
A bench made of metal
For me to sit
Soft as a petal
A purr-fect fit
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“I don’t generally like running. I believe in training by rising gently up and down from the bench” Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
Moving forward
I found one, made of wood
Maybe it wasn’t hard
Rather suitably good
Too soft for a fit!
So once again
I had to complain
But I knew, the right seat
Was just in reach
I just had to seek
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry
“I don’t generally like running. I believe in training by rising gently up and down from the bench” Satchel Paige
A Bench to Sit on
I was looking for
A bench to sit on
What I hoped to score
Something close to a lawn
To lay my tired self
On a softer shelf
Then I saw it
The bench, made of stone
When I tried to sit
I felt it to my bones
Too hard for a fit!
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I don’t want to be a passenger sitting on the bench not doing much, even in my older years”
Frank Lampard
Office Home and Away for Seat Sunday
A seat in the sun
Office life, filled with fun
But wouldn’t you rather
Dig around and discover
What secrets are hidden
Even though it may be forbidden
At least during office hours?
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I don’t want to be a passenger sitting on the bench not doing much, even in my older years”
Frank Lampard
Office Home and Away for Seat Sunday
A home office seat
Far a way from the heat
A quaint little corner
Filled with four borders
A room filled with order
No place for the explorer
But hard work
By the wage earner
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Travel
“It's a cute little studio apartment that has just what I need: a bed, a couch, a table, a chair, and a coffee-maker.” ― Shawn Lukas
Dreaming in Black and White for Seat Sunday
In technicolour dreaming
You sometimes wake up screaming
Do not struggle or fight
Turn off all colours
And soon, the soothing
Of Black and White
Will dim down the lights
Posted in Seat Sunday
Photography /Poetry /Travel
“It's a cute little studio apartment that has just what I need: a bed, a couch, a table, a chair, and a coffee-maker.” ― Shawn Lukas
Dreaming in Colour for Seat Sunday
In the middle of the night
Just when you thought you missed that flight
Just when you thought it could not get more duller
Dreams vivid, and in full colour
A seat, in summer, poolside
All the nightmares, can now, subside
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
Travel Log /Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale
Shopping and Lunch Time in Kos for WWW
"Never go on trips with anyone you do not love" Ernest Hemingway
Time for Dessert (and Ice Coffee)!
Coffee, with ice, and then some!
Need I say more?
Just keep beating the drum:
Coffee, coffee, coffee
What else in life do you need?
Drink coffee and you shall exceed!
Really?
Yup!
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
Travel Log /Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale
Shopping and Lunch Time in Kos for WWW
"Never go on trips with anyone you do not love" Ernest Hemingway
Feta Salads and Something Spicy
After a lengthy shopping spree, time to give the tummy some fuel. What better food for thought, or to eat at lunch, brunch, dinner… Well basically during any type of meal: A plate filled with veggies, fruit and feta cheese. That full plate would scare even my niece!
Meanwhile, admiring the local fruit artist at work, when carving masterpieces into the melons (fresh from the near by farms by the by!). Next step, some decorated lemons!
But, after all this sweet stuff, maybe it’s time for a little puff, and puff you will, huff too, after tasting the spiciest of peppers! Maybe afterwards, a game of checkers?
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
Travel Log /Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tale
Shopping and Lunch Time in Kos for WWW
"Never go on trips with anyone you do not love" Ernest Hemingway
Dolls and Carpeting!
“Deck the halls with Dolls a hanging,
Fa la la la la la la la!”
All kinds of oddities, amongst these commodities. But what scared me the most,
was not the ghost, of Christmas past, but the barbie like dollies, hanging with faces filled with the jollies!
As the initial shock subsided, I decided, it was time, for some unique furniture. And what better,
than a chair filled with carpets! Who ever thought of that, must have been the smartest!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 