the boat
Quiet Waters – Poem by Lee John Siebritz
Memories of happy times
Flood my head
As the boat rocks on and on…
Kids are laughing
Kids are smiling
Enjoying the blue skies
As the wind angrily
Blows the waves against the boat.
A moment of stillness fills my mind
As I think of Cape Town
My birthplace, my home, my life.
I can’t help but feel sad
As flashbacks of the past
Pop into my mind.
Watching these kids being happy
Makes me feel sad
As it takes me back
When that was once in my life.
I am happy where I am
I am happy in my soul
But the little boy’s life
Was cut off so soon.
Nights of terror.
Nights of the unknown
That little child
Had to mature quickly
Or die young.
The boats jerks
Kids plague me for a picture.
I smile though the pain
I smile through the heartache
They are happy
I am sad
I wish I could be like them
But that time has passed me by.
As we pass the
Last turn off
I feel a sense of peace.
Maybe it is my late grandmother
Speaking to me.
“Forget the past”
“Move on with your life”
“So that you can be happy”
I have to follow the star in my heart
For years its light has faded
Over the years it has dimmed
I hope it returns for me to move on…
Again, the boat jerks
My stomach turns
I feel my inside trying to come up.
But soon we arrive at our destiny.
I say goodbye to the mountains
To the trees
I am thankful to God that
I have lived another day.
And so my journey continues…
This is the last Post of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge.
Alphabet Address Store
Today I present a small curiosity with which I found myself walking down the street. I found this closed store with an internet address certainly curious.
Once home I decided to see if the domain really existed and… yes!, the address exists and belongs to a custom cans company.
Actually, the idea is original, but typing the entire alphabet takes time …
You can check it here: www.abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.es
This funny story is the Fourth Post of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge.
Cherry Blossoms
Everyone is seeing these days cherry blossoms. It is a beautiful spectacle that has not escaped anyone’s view worldwide. They are a clear sign of the coming of spring, one of the most beautiful seasons. These flowers belong to the cherry tree in my garden. Hope you like.
Japanese admire the cherry blossoms as the transient nature of life. The entire nation celebrates with festivals, and viewing parties and picnics, and after dark, the parks always seemed to be filled with strolling couples admiring the trees in the moonlight.
Some Japanese poems on the subject of cherry blossoms:
We cannot behold
the beauty of the blossoms
enshrouded by haze –
yet steal us their scent, at least,
spring breezes blowing from the hills.
Yoshimine no Munesada (816-90)
How many times now
have I crossed over hill crests
with the image
of blossoms leading me on –
toward nothing but white clouds?
Fujiwara no Shunzei (1114-1204)
Everyone feels grief
when cherry blossoms scatter.
Might they then be tears –
those drops of moisture falling
in the gentle rains of spring?
Otomo no Juronushi (late 9th century)
Cherry Blossoms
Thanks to The Endless Further for these beautiful poems.
This is the Third Post of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge.
Tricycle
This afternoon, walking around my city I have come across this tricycle used to carry passengers on a for hire basis. It is an ecological system to explore the city. I thought it would be good idea to share.
This is the Second Post of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge.
Tricycle
A tricycle, often abbreviated to trike, is a three-wheeled passenger vehicle, usually carrying a single rider.
Human-powered trikes are powered by pedals or hand cranks. There are also motorized tricycles.
In the developing world, particularly Africa and Asia, tricycles tend to be used for commercial purposes: such as “pedicabs” for transport passengers, and freight trikes for making deliveries. In the West adult-sized tricycles are used primarily for recreation, shopping, and exercise.
The cycle rickshaw is a small-scale local means of transport; it is also known by a variety of other names such as bike taxi, velotaxi, pedicab, bikecab, cyclo, beca, becak, trisikad, or trishaw.
As opposed to rickshaws pulled by a person on foot, cycle rickshaws are human-powered by pedaling. Another type of rickshaw is the auto rickshaw.
They are a type of tricycle designed to carry passengers on a for hire basis. Cycle rickshaws are widely used in major cities around the world, but most commonly in cities of South, Southeast and East Asia.
More info: Wikipedia
Tricycle
Penguin
Penguin Humboldt
Penguin Humboldt
Penguins are a group of aquatic, flightless birds, that is, they have lost the ability to fly but have adapted to marine life thanks to their dense plumage and fin-like wings, which make them fantastic swimmers. They feed on fish, crustaceans and squid.
Penguin Humboldt
Penguin
Penguins
All the species live in the southern hemisphere and are characteristic sight in the cold Antarctic regions, although the Humboldt penguin lives further north on the coasts of Chile and Peru, in the area of the Humboldt current. The Humboldt Current is a cold, low-salinity ocean current that flows north along the west coast of South America from the southern tip of Chile to northern Peru.
More info in Wikipedia.
Penguin swimming
The Penguin
I am a bird you know quite well,
All dressed in black and white.
And even though I do have wings
They’re not designed for flight.
I waddle, waddle, waddle,
On my funny little feet.
Across the icy snow I go
To find a fishy treat!
Penguin swimming
Penguin
I know a bird
That cannot fly:
Penguin is its name.
It cannot fly,
But it can swim
With speed that wins it fame!
I know a bird
That lives on ice
And waddles by the sea.
It looks so cute
In its black-and-white suit,
As handsome as can be!
Penguin
First Post of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge, invited by my friend Berryduchess from berryduchess.com. As I said her, I’m not good at writing but I’ll make an effort to not detract her confidence.
Sorry for my english, I’m neither good at it.
Poems for kids from teachingfirst.net
Penguin
Penguin
Bird
Bird
Birds of sunfall
Birds of sunfall passing in my eyes
Far off in the patterns of storm clouds,
How I wish to freeze you in my thoughts
And paint my poem on skies of yours.
Birds of sunfall singing your song
Pouring o’er hues at the trees of fall,
How I wish to flutter with you beside
And douse my wings at silent shores…
by Dinesh
Sunset
Afloat
Night Thoughts Afloat
By bent grasses
in a gentle wind
Under straight mast
I’m alone tonight,
And the stars hang
above the broad plain
But moon’s afloat
in this Great River:
Oh, where’s my name
among the poets?
Official rank?
“Retired for ill-health.”
Drifting, drifting,
what am I more than
A single gull
between sky and earth?
Tu Fu. Chinese poet
Afloat
For the Weekly Photo Challenge: Afloat by the Daily Post WordPress
roses
Spring flowers
flowers
I’ve selected these roses photographed yesterday afternoon for this Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Close Ups.
PHOTO CHALLENGE Blur
This biker appeared before me yesterday afternoon and decided to shot photograph for this photo challenge.
Castelldefels beach. Kite-surf
Playing sports on the Castelldefels beach at 20 km from Barcelona in Catalonia. Young sporters doing Kite Surf.
Images edited with Adobe Lightroom 5 and OnOne software.
Castelldefels beach. Kite-surf
Castelldefels beach. Kite-surf
Castelldefels beach. Kite-surf
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