Pic and a Word #297: Ljubljana spectacle

Lately I can’t make my poems in any other way than by twisting the letters and shuffling the words around until they stick. But then again – is there any other way? Spectre of man, spectator of mankind, spectacle of yourself, receptacle of others. Spectacular. Today, January 16th, is the birthday of my two happyContinue reading “Pic and a Word #297: Ljubljana spectacle”

Pic and a Word #296: Bluster

Once in a while I have to google the challenge word we are given. But even once I did, only silly verses dropped by. Bluster, buster, blister, booster. Gust, bust, lust. Just … must. Blast from the past, best for the last: blues & rhythm, drum & bass. The photo accompaniment is more serious. TheseContinue reading “Pic and a Word #296: Bluster”

Pic and a Word #295: Chill, year

A poem, a song, a quote and six photos from today, the first of firsts. Over here the year has started really good. There hasn’t been a single downside about today. Let it last. First, I feel the need for a tune. This one. Have a look at it too. And when you’re done, you’llContinue reading “Pic and a Word #295: Chill, year”

Pic and a Word #294: What travel?

This is how I travel, feet up. The pic is from a previous October but the words are from two days ago and the placement is the same. I haven’t been anywhere since, except brief dog walks. Today I may have been only in our supermarket by the lagoon, choosing chocolate, lettuce, yogurt but I’mContinue reading “Pic and a Word #294: What travel?”

Pic and a Word #293: From the cradle

A cave must have been the cradle of civilisation, agreed? Here is a short ditty in words and a small cave in pictures. From the griddle to the crave from the cradle to the brave from the bridal to the cave from the tidal to the slave. Fun fact: First I had “gradle” in theContinue reading “Pic and a Word #293: From the cradle”

Pic and a Word #292: Rocky

Today a real-life poem and photos from the Colosseum, but only from the outside. Inside is just a bunch of rocks. The Colosseum “It’s nothing but rocks,” says he, Rome born and bred. “No, I have never been inside, why would I go?” He still takes me to see it on my first visit, immediatelyContinue reading “Pic and a Word #292: Rocky”

Pic and a Word #291: Begging to begin

Today’s poem is so short that it comes with a song. Or is it vice versa? Plus there are pictures, of Rome, of course. It’s where Måneskin are from. Song first. Amore had said that they would win the Eurovision Song Contest for Italy, and they did. This happened in May and he is stillContinue reading “Pic and a Word #291: Begging to begin”

Pic and a Word #290: Bound out

Today a doomy poem and glimpses from the waterfront of Trieste, a city bound in nostalgia and history. But first, three times that I was by the sea in Trieste: Bound out Bound to find out it’s easier to go out with a whisper than a flame, bound to think it only happens to otherContinue reading “Pic and a Word #290: Bound out”

Pic and a Word #289 & PPAC: The wave of irony

The photos are from Orbetello for Marsha’s PPAC. The poem is a double fib, named after the Fibonacci sequence, for Patrick’s Pic and a Word challenge. That it doesn’t make much sense is a sign of the times. And the waves are for waving. 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13 0 I runContinue reading “Pic and a Word #289 & PPAC: The wave of irony”

Pic and a Word #286b: She wakes not

the most awake person I knowhas all the life she recognises mineshe comes to share it she likes my poemabout dragons and wolvesshe wants to sing it possibly with her dogJean Jacquesdoing backing vocals auuuauuu ♫♪ hewakesshedoesnot shewakeshedoesnot they disperseinto all four pointsof the compass togetherto get her The four points of the compass hereContinue reading “Pic and a Word #286b: She wakes not”

Pic and a Word #286: Sailing to Punta Ala

This was my Tuesday. No, I wasn’t sailing. I came by car but had to return. Read all about it – prose this time instead of poem – and see for yourselves what the future is like. I think I was disappointed since I expected a lovely little old town but pleased because I knewContinue reading “Pic and a Word #286: Sailing to Punta Ala”

Pic and a Word #285: Tango

Tango will be the death of me “When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way.” ~Wayne Dyer (with thanks to Selma) Dance, dance. It takes two to tango. And if it doesn’t you don’t and you know. I tellContinue reading “Pic and a Word #285: Tango”

Pic and a Word #284: Vulnerable

“The vulnerable won’t help” is one of those pot idea lines that have stuck. What do you mean you don’t have these? Since I have already written a poem with this title once I will repeat it this time. It was short and not so sweet and posted in April 2018 for NaPoWriMo together withContinue reading “Pic and a Word #284: Vulnerable”

Pic and a Word #283: Layers of blogging

Patrick is back with his challenge and it’s high time I wrote another poem. Layers of blogging My blog is my home. No, it’s neater than that. And there have been more blogs in my lifetime than homes. My blog is my reason to be, my job, my diary, a mark of the passing ofContinue reading “Pic and a Word #283: Layers of blogging”

Pic and a Word #282: Cavernous

Today’s poem and photos are from two different countries but they share that hollow cavernous feeling which Patrick knows so well. The photos were taken last August in Sutri north of Rome where they have a lovely Roman amphitheatre that was dug into the tufa rock between the 1st and 2nd centuries AD and rediscoveredContinue reading “Pic and a Word #282: Cavernous”

Pic and a Word #281: Piddle paddle

I wish to celebrate my first fully vaccinated day with an Olympic boat poem and a photo from Lake Cerknica in Slovenia for Patrick’s Pic and a Word challenge. Two boats from Slovenia in Tokyo piddle paddle piddle paddle one canoe wins one man is golden the trainer jumps in piddle paddle piddle paddle oneContinue reading “Pic and a Word #281: Piddle paddle”

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