Endlessly they fall,
As they should, in October
Cold somewhat deepens
October Rains
#TTC #742
The shrinking Moon still prospers
Nevertheless, the starry night fosters
A spectacular scene, as celestial bodies
Shine their fullest, as my traveling allies
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2021/10/05/three-things-challenge-742/
A Prediction
As soon as the left makes it
Into government, we’ll end up in a cage
No more talk of housing shortage
Home ownership will end as left sees fit
Poetry
It is suited for every language
It gives us a matching image
Of what lives in the soul
~ Like music, it makes our circle whole
#6WSP #93
Leaving, or starting, can be #heroic.
https://thesoulsearchersite.wordpress.com/2021/10/02/6wsp-93/
Shweta Suresh 💛☕
A Dutch Government
Dutch electorate does not want
A leftwing government
Finally, truth came to daunt
To the left, after long predicament
International Coffee Day
I can’t praise it enough
Its scent, taste, festivity;
#Coffee ☕🤎
I comment ~ even if not timely enough
Lots To Do
Me & many others
Need to bide our time
Or it’s us, that bides our time
The clock, enemy that smothers?
Climate Zones
After spending some days in Summer,
I plunged back into Autumn
Quiet, fresh days met the homecomer
Who accepts what they brought him
Ten Years Here
In 2009, I started blogging
Via Hotmail
Then, a year later, Hotmail
Moved us to here — continued blogging
It’s been a solid home
I’ll continue my roam
Milestone
In perspective of everyday life,
One doesn’t notice development
All we see, is daily strife
Unless it’s on our very own pavement
Travel Traditionals
The coffee ~ perhaps, admittedly,
Overpriced & under quality;
The toblerone; loud Dutch people; security
The new thing is the small crowd only
Close Family
Fundament of also personal life,
Is a wedding, birth, decease
It’s immediate cause of joy or strife
Today, joy could increase
Travel Companion
Not many flights & travelers, now
Rules still don’t allow
Yet, one companion we had:
The Moon ~ the familiarity made glad
Lucid Dream
I was in a group excursion
Perhaps a group in higher education
We had a garden bbq party
We were attacked by some adolecents
Their chubby leader got in our hands
The one to accidentally kill him, was me
For days, I sneaked around class
In shame, fear; my life is over, alas?
Police all over us, quite professionally
Waking up, they had not arrived at me
I wonder, should I look at it positively,
Or just plain fearfully negatively?
