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Sweet Cherries for The Daily Post
“Life is not a bowl full of cherries, there’s good and bad stuff” Fuzzy Zoeller
Sweet Cherries
Good things
Do grow on trees
If you look closely
The come in threes..
Or maybe twos
Or maybe
They do multiply
On the branches
Up high
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
Posted in WordPress Course: WP Writing: Intro to Poetry
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Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure
From the tantalizing to the satisfyingly sober, have your poem convey a sense of pleasure today. Imbue it with joy, glee, and profound contentment — or, if you wish to keep it dark, write about the lack of or longing for pleasure in your life.
“A woman is an occasional pleasure but a cigar is always a smoke” Groucho Marx
Pleasure Pool
Turquoise, by the pool
Sunbathing, by the pool
Eating, by the pool
Toasting, by the pool
Grill fest, by the pool
Enjoying life, by the pool
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
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Day Ten: “Triumph” — Turn Up the Contrast
Triumph comes in all shapes and sizes: Your short story, accepted for publication in your favorite magazine. Your baby’s first step. Or the reward at the end of a cold winter walk: a massive elm tree standing beautifully in the light.
“Art is the triumph over chaos” John Cheever
Triumph!
I made it
Past thirty
On my way back
Crossing the track
I hit
Forty!
Winning an uphill battle
Trying to avoid the cattle
But then I heard the rattle
Side tracked
I backed
To the curve
Only to observe
A shot tire
Oh I was so
In dire!
But an idea emerged
I tracked down the heard
And back in the race in a surge
Into the goal
Victorious soul
Cows in front
My bike a chariot
Quite the stunt
Which would impress
Even Harriet!
What a triumph
Indeed!
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
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Day Nine: “Double” — Rotate Your Image
Your twin sisters. Your neighbor’s two poodles. Your vision during a dizzy spell. Your doppelgänger. Double can be interpreted in many ways.
Two for the Double (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“I think I am seeing… double!!!”
Thorns by the Double
What do I spy
With my own little eye?
Thorns of plenty
Maybe even deadly
Someone call Wendy
She’ll be,
Green with envy
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry /Song /Humour
Day Nine: “Double” — Rotate Your Image
Your twin sisters. Your neighbor’s two poodles. Your vision during a dizzy spell. Your doppelgänger. Double can be interpreted in many ways.
Two for the Double (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“I think I am seeing… double!!!”
Sweets by the Double
What do I spy
With my own little eye?
Sweets by the double
Please call Hubble
Because I am in trouble
Please,
Someone burst this bubble!
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry /Song /Humour
Day Nine: “Double” — Rotate Your Image
Your twin sisters. Your neighbor’s two poodles. Your vision during a dizzy spell. Your doppelgänger. Double can be interpreted in many ways.
Two for the Double (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“I think I am seeing… double!!!”
Swans by the Double
What do I spy
With my own little eye?
Gliding on the waters
No, not sea-otters
Oh, my ears are ringing
Because
Two swans a singing
And a fly
In an apple tree
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry
Day Eight: “Edge” — Straighten Your Image
At Ta Prohm, the jungle temple in the Angkor Wat complex in Cambodia, centuries-old carvings have fallen victim to time and tree roots. In some areas, walls still stand, their intact windows creating frames and portals. The solid, straight edges of the windows are a stark contrast to the stones that have tumbled down over time.
Close to the Edge (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“Don’t push me ’cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha”
– Grandmaster Flash – The Message
End of Stairs
If you follow the walker
To the end of the stairs
With a hop and skip
Your toes you may dip
Unrestricted
At the edge of the pier
Into a cooling liquid
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry
Day Eight: “Edge” — Straighten Your Image
At Ta Prohm, the jungle temple in the Angkor Wat complex in Cambodia, centuries-old carvings have fallen victim to time and tree roots. In some areas, walls still stand, their intact windows creating frames and portals. The solid, straight edges of the windows are a stark contrast to the stones that have tumbled down over time.
Close to the Edge (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“Don’t push me ’cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha”
– Grandmaster Flash – The Message
Hand Rail
Hold on for your life
To the hand rail
Said the old wife
God forbid you to fail
You may end up
In dismay
Down the ledge
To the very edge
Of the dark waters
For the waves slaughter
Posted in WordPress Course: Developing Your Eye II
Photography /Poetry
Day Eight: “Edge” — Straighten Your Image
At Ta Prohm, the jungle temple in the Angkor Wat complex in Cambodia, centuries-old carvings have fallen victim to time and tree roots. In some areas, walls still stand, their intact windows creating frames and portals. The solid, straight edges of the windows are a stark contrast to the stones that have tumbled down over time.
Close to the Edge (WP Developing Your Eye II)
“Don’t push me ’cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha”
– Grandmaster Flash – The Message
Water’s Edge
Follow the narrow street
To the water’s edge will it lead
You might catch a glimpse
Of the flowing fleet
Or even for this season
Catch of the day is shrimp
Rantings Of A Third Kind 