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World Wide Wednesday in Cyprus
“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman
Audience with the Almighty
Chanting in the background
Soothing, the low murmur sound
Someone, a religion had found
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World Wide Wednesday in Cyprus
“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman
Sailing
“Let’s go sailing,
They said
You’ll have a blast
They said”
Now,
Seasick
Over the railing
Wondering
How long this trip
Will last!
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World Wide Wednesday in Cyprus
“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman
Pipes
As I was up the hill huffing
I saw the pipes a puffing
My sweaty forehead brushing
I thought when severely blushing
“Should not have eaten that muffin,
With all that delicious stuffing!”
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World Wide Wednesday in Cyprus
“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman
Seashore
“She sells
Seashells
By the
Seashore”
“He yelled,
A few hotels
Rung their bells
By the
Seashore”
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World Wide Wednesday in Cyprus
“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman
Cavemen
Carved in stone
Possibly with bone
Record of the past
Made to last
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“Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey.” – Babs Hoffman
Down the hill
Down the hill
Feel the chill
Enjoy the thrill!
Posted in Seat Sunday
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Seat Sunday (2016-07-24)
“When in Cyprus, sit like the cypriots do”
Sitting, People Watching
On the seaside
By the roadside
As time slowly
Passes me by
Watching
Observing
Recording
Conversations,
Word exchanges
Life
Of the passers-by
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Seat Sunday (2016-07-24)
“When in Cyprus, sit like the cypriots do”
Sitting on the Curve
As I am
Sitting on the curve
And watching
The cars swerve
It’s getting difficult
To keep my nerve
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Seat Sunday (2016-07-24)
“When in Cyprus, sit like the cypriots do”
Sitting with lots of Stuff
It’s meal time
But, the table
Is not fine
Lots of stuff
Laying about
With a huff
Giving a shout
“Oi, you!
Get here
Ass in tow
Clear your grime!”
“Didn’t you hear the chime?
It’s nearly din din time,
And, my patience
Is running low
And, as far as I know
These ‘antiques’
Are just for show”
“So,
Unless you got
Something eatable
In that pot
Off with the lot
I have to put
Some grub
On the table!”
“Shut up,
Sit down
And enjoy
Your meal!”
Posted in WordPress Course: WP Writing: Intro to Poetry
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Poetry, Day Nine: Landscape
The space(s) we spend our days in have such profound effects on us. Today’s prompt, landscape, invites you to explore your whereabouts and translate your thoughts into a poem. You could focus on the physical traits of a place you find beautiful, or on the way you interact with your surroundings at home, on the way to work, or when you’re on holiday.
“Landscape photography is the supreme test of the photographer – and often the supreme disappointment.”
― Ansel Adams
Ocean View
A magnificent ocean view
With endless shades of blue
Reserved, only for a few
Maybe
A place of worship
With a few virgins
Or
A place of searching
With thoughts merging
Perhaps
Some might call it
Nirvana
Or
What ever you wanna
The place of eternal blue
Quickly on you grew
Like a comfortable old shoe
And you
Would never want to leave
This place
With an ocean view
Rantings Of A Third Kind 