Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
In the close-up, I am even more gorgeous!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
Red, red, and rain
Nope, not leaving a stain!
Posted in Daily Photo: Photography, Poetry, Rap-song and Humour
The Daily Post, Song
“The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
October Rap for Daily Photo
October, October,
Call it a Rocktober
This is the rap
That would make anyone snap
As a matter of fact
If you manage to survive intact
Possibly use energy untapped
And sing this song without getting cracked
October, October,
When you need a leaf blower
Can this month be any slower
Calling red rover, red rover
Maybe it’s time for some poker
Wondering if I can finish this song sober
What’s it all about
Did you have some doubts
This is just a song
Written in a thong
Trying to make it rhyme
Before my bedtime
So don’t say it’s a crime
Just sing along at chime
And we’ll all be just fine
Word!
And that’s a wrap for October 😉
Posted in the Daily Post: Shine
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night”
Steve Martin
Shine for The Daily Post
An unusual event
Over suburbia manifested
A late afternoon halo effect
Painted a glowy silhouette
Posted in the Daily Post: Shine
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night”
Steve Martin
Shine for The Daily Post
Sky painted red
Before the sun
Into the ocean fled
Posted in the Daily Post: Shine
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night”
Steve Martin
Shine for The Daily Post
The sun was rising
Over the horizon
Surely, a reason
For celebration
Especially here
In this season!
Posted in the Daily Post: Shine
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night”
Steve Martin
Shine for The Daily Post
A big white ball
In nature’s great hall
It’s tentacles sprawled
Across the bluest of walls
Posted in the Daily Post: Local
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“My perfect morning is spent drinking coffee,
eating porridge and reading the paper at a local café”
Anton du Beke
Local Book Mobile for the Daily Post
When you hear the sound of the wheels
As they slightly screech and squeal
A vehicle driving down the small road
All the kids are quickly up on their toes
Trying to get a glimpse of the nearing
Soon all their faces lit up and leering
The familiar sound of the tooting horn
Breaking the silence of the early morn’
The biggest of all the coaches
As the local book mobile approaches
Soon enough the children come a running
And started has the pushing and shoving
A little while later
Only the sound of paper
Rustling, as the books have found
A solid ground
In the hands of the readers
Truly, the books are mind feeders
Posted in the Daily Post: H2O
Photography /Poetry /Humour
H2O for the Daily Post
“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Still Waters
After the storm has passed
The water’s surface like glass
Unstirred and calm
Like a cool dark liquid balm
Posted in the Daily Post: H2O
Photography /Poetry /Humour
H2O for the Daily Post
“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Raging Waters
“Hell hath no fury,
Like a woman scorned”
Neither the seashore
Which the raging waves tore
Rantings Of A Third Kind 