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Weekly Photo Challenge: Silhouette

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Sydney Opera House and City Skyline ©beeblu

Five favourites from this week

http://ohmsweetohmdotme.wordpress.com/2012/10/19/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/

http://wheresmybackpack.com/2012/08/24/silhouette/

http://warmhotchocolate.com/2012/10/20/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/

http://zainabdullah.wordpress.com/2012/10/20/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/

http://cjvl.wordpress.com/2012/10/19/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/

For more entries, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com

Weekly Photo Challenge: Mine

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My ways of seeing are uniquely mine,

as yours are uniquely yours,

but we can learn a lot from each other…

A glimpse of the Sydney Harbour Bridge on the Kirribilli to Taronga Zoo walk

For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com

The Man in the Street

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How often
is he there
in front of you?

Just another bloke
like you

except, perhaps,
a lack of personal hygiene

or its pathological opposite,

his way of regarding you
far too directly
without blinking

for the longest time.

When he asks for a cigarette
do you oblige

in spite of yourself?

Because in this stark room
you cannot reconcile
the rhetoric

on the face of it –

just another human being
in the silence,

no manifest difference
to teach the rookies,

no monster in plain sight
to slay with a bedside light,

just this banality
of evil

sitting in the corner
of your nightmares.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Solitary

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The wreck of the MV Sygna – Stockton Beach, NSW, Australia

What happiness is there for those who lead a solitary life through no choice of their own?

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For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com

Feeding Time on the Golf Course

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“I think I spy a worm…

“Got it!” 

“Pssst, Horace, I think we’re being watched.”

“Oh for goodness sake, Edith, stop imagining things and eat your dinner…” 

“Mmm…I think I spy a plumper morsel over there…”

“nom, nom”

Click here for the Animal Olympics

Weekly Photo Challenge: Breakfast

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Once a yearon our 9-hour coastal journey south

we stop off for breakfast

at Narooma’s Quarterdeck Marina

home of fabulous retro kitsch

and the breakfasts of intrepid travellers

and,
if a sudden gust blows in,
fried-egg antimacassars
😀

Weekly Photo Challenge: Mountains

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These are pics from Mt Kosciuszko – Australia’s highest mountain – taken last Christmas, would you believe, in the middle of our summer.

Mt Kosciuszko walk

We do get snow in this wide brown land, sometimes even in summer

Snow's a bit of a novelty for me

The stats - at 2228m, not quite Everest

A view from the summit

Homewards - and 6km to a chilled glass of champers

PS – I’m tired of all the gloom and doom in the world right now and having exorcised, over the last year, a few ghosts that had been hanging around for far too long, I’ll be posting alternative perspectives (if only, on occasion ;-)) via the weekly photo challenge.

If a tree falls in the woods…

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I broke my only rule for this blog, which was to never post anything other than poetry here,
and let’s just say (euphemistically so) that it didn’t quite work out.

But, as someone once said –

“One must suffer for one’s art.”
(Or was that, “One must suffer one’s art”?  🙂 )

Poetry does not require an audience but a competition requires a winner  (usually) and, as yet, and maybe forever, this one has none. However, in the interests of fairness and squareness, not to mention officialdom, it must be properly concluded with a closing date,
winner or no.

So, the closing date for the Easter egg hunt (sort of) competition

is midnight 8th May, 2011 (Sydney, Australia time)

Best wishes

bb

and, now, back to what I came here for…

“One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it unless it has all been suffering, nothing but suffering.”

Jane Austen, Persuasion

No Worries

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The esky’s packed with ice and toots,

we’ve phoned for fish ‘n chips,

dressed down in thongs and ugg boots,

for the nuptials of His Nibs

—-

Our PM, a Republican daggy,

an atheist, and unmarried to boot,

will schmooze at Westminster Abbey

with First Bloke, toasting our roots

—

‘The Chaser’s been given the flick,

Beeb and not-amused Charlie to blame,

Instead, Antipodean kicks

will come from that dodgy old Dame

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Yes, for today, we’ll forgo real news,

indulge in some frivolous folly,

chuck a sickie from workaday blues

and quaff a few bottles of Bolly

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Travelling Dogs

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On the 600km journey –

 

she looks at flowers and clouds,

he computes mileage per litre,

she ponders the secrets of cows,

he remarks that it might storm later…

 

She sees the wire-pig mailbox,

he spies a snake on the road,

he surveys flood-plain paddocks,

she wonders if cows talk in code…

 

He thinks perhaps ‘Box of Frogs’,

she’d prefer peace for a while,

both laugh at the travelling dogs,

their windblown ears and their smiles.