A Photo a Day

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Day 132 - June 1 Miss Number Eight

Yes, it is another miss.
Though I could blame the time it is,
I remembered at twelve and some
And strictly told myself I'm done.
The time is past, it is too late.
You are now on miss number eight.
As clock strikes twelve, it's a new day.
There's no excuse that you can say.
You had that many hours or more,
So no wheedling or being sore.
It's sad that while the year is not half gone
I've missed as many as I did the last one.
Call me a slacker; I won't deny.
I'll do better, that is, I'll try.

(Hey, at least I did better at the poem-writing. And it's even later than it was. Just goes to show that sometimes people exaggerate the effect that tiredness has on them. You can overcome it if you really want to. Usually.)

Day 131 - May 31

Note: I don't normally put edited pictures on my Photo-a-day blog, but these were edited some, by the lovely model herself.

Day 130 - May 30

Remember how yesterday
I'd taken no photo?
Because my camera
Wasn't where it should go?
Well, I discovered this day,
I'd left it in my friend's car.
That made a good excuse
For missing once more.
But this day another friend
Let me borrow hers
So I've got a picture
I'll add when it's here.

(I know. That was just as bad as yesterday's poem and uncalled for. I don't care. It's still late. It's even later, actually.)

Day 129 - May 29 Miss Number Seven

I should get my camera
And try to get a picture
Of the coon in the compost
And I would
If it were right here
Where I thought it was
But it's not.
And then, I forgot.

(What? That doesn't rhyme? That's called blank verse. It's very creative. What? You're not impressed? Well, okay, you're right. It's not creative blank verse, I am just too lazy to think of rhymes. Sorry. It's too late.)