World Wide Wednesday: Statues (five)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry

World Wide Wednesday: Statues

“Every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home”
Matsuo Basho

Athens 

Naked, with a lyre
Oh, there’s no fooling ya!

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World Wide Wednesday: Statues (four)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry

World Wide Wednesday: Statues

“Every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home”
Matsuo Basho

Athens 

A lady made of marble
What an ancient marvel

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World Wide Wednesday: Statues (three)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry

World Wide Wednesday: Statues

“Every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home”
Matsuo Basho

Delphi

Two, standing tall
The one, very small
Statues
Of different statures

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World Wide Wednesday: Statues (two)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry

World Wide Wednesday: Statues

“Every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home”
Matsuo Basho

Delphi

The world resting on one’s shoulders
Just get a good grip and try to hold it there

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World Wide Wednesday: Statues (one)

Posted in Travel and World Wide Wednesday: Travel Log, Photography, Poetry

World Wide Wednesday: Statues

“Every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home”
Matsuo Basho

Delphi

The Charioteer of Delphi
Would suite nicely, for a selfie

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Daily Photo: A Call Home from London (three)

Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour

“In 1991, few North Koreans had ever used a telephone.
You had to go to a post office to make a phone call.”
Barbara Demick

A Call Home from London

In the olden times
When we used money in dimes
Calling your mama
Caused quite the drama
When looking for a phone booth
Without loosing a tooth

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Daily Photo: A Call Home from London (two)

Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour

“In 1991, few North Koreans had ever used a telephone.
You had to go to a post office to make a phone call.”
Barbara Demick

A Call Home from London

Colour me red
Colour me a booth
Colour me a red
Telephone booth

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Daily Photo: A Call Home from London (four)

Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour

“In 1991, few North Koreans had ever used a telephone.
You had to go to a post office to make a phone call.”
Barbara Demick

A Call Home from London

Oh look at the wannabe telephone booths
And mini-mes in the window!
They look like things from my youth
From the times of bell bottoms and discos

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Daily Photo: A Call Home from London (one)

Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Song and Humour

“In 1991, few North Koreans had ever used a telephone.
You had to go to a post office to make a phone call.”
Barbara Demick

A Call Home from London

“London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared, and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don’t look to us”
– The Clash

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World Wide Wednesday in London: Eight

Posted in the World Wide Wednesday: Around the world in photographs

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“There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere” Vivienne Westwood

World Wide Wednesday in London 

Window Shopping

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