Posted in the Daily Post: Security
Photo credits Miranda and Jessica Solingius
“Most safely shall you tread the middle path”
Ovid
Safe and Sound
Mommy dearest
You are so fearless
Even though I’m hairless
Being in the nearness
Makes me fearless too
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
Streets filled with people
Streets filled with clutter
Even the odd beagle
In the centre will hover
A densely populated market
It’s an easy target
For the lone tourist
Looking for more than nourishment
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
It is hard to define
The suburban skyline
Buildings, cranes and clouds
It all seems, kind of loud
Trying to be proud
But all the density
Just makes me feel itchy
So, with a big eraser
Sharp, as a laser
Sculpting my own design
A view, quite refined
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
A street view,
Into a dense forest
If you want to get through
Bring a chorus
You can’t go wrong
When you sing a song
With the task at hand
You’ll eventually land
Into an enchanted place
In another space
And time
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
Hidden, in the dense woods
A little red house, alone stood
Trying to find it, every one would
But not even Robin Hood
Knew, where to look
Posted in the Daily Post: Dense
“My house. It’s kind of eccentric.
It’s two decades worth of accumulated personal projects.
Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house”
Douglas Coupland
Dense
Today’s cloud density
Filled with such energy
You can feel the intensity
Filling the sky
And this city
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection”
Winston Churchill
Reflections
Reflections on the walls
Reflections on the windows
The sunsets and sunrises
Reflected on each surface
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“A dream doesn’t become reality through magic;
it takes sweat, determination and hard work”
Colin Powell
Magic
Like a flick
Of the light switch
Like scratching
A really bad itch
I had started writing
Once more
Just like that
Just like magic
I found my muse
And I did it
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“Even if it turns out that time travel is impossible,
it is important that we understand why it is impossible”
Stephen Hawking
Seconds
Heart beating
Time is running out
Only a few seconds left
For the ultimate request
Using a different route
Feels like cheating
Finally reaching
My own hideout
No time for rest
Only doing my best
No time for tryout
Parameter breaching
Safely in my blue box
Punching the clock
Time starts moving
Seconds removing
Going backwards
Against standards
They said
It couldn’t be done
But did I bet
And know I am gone
Back in time
Trying to find
…My future
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“Style is a reflection of your attitude and your personality”
Shawn Ashmore
Reflections
Through the looking glass
Reflections from present and past
Mystified images mirrored
In your mind’s eye forever
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