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My current Project

My current project is due to noise I had been hearing from my front end while driving. After examination I narrowed it down to the outside tie-rod end on the driver’s side.

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After I finished I took for a spin and the noise is gone, it handles better and now I have to get a wheel alignment.

A expected project  done unexpectedly.

#whatruworkinon

A Bloggers Pic In Poetry 5

Welcome to

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry

This is number 5 and again Daniel Plumer is the featured photographer.

I just have one question…do u see what eye see?
Daisies Of Yellow

Slowly approach, does the Cloud Of White
Sneaky he is, disguised in upper top right

Under cover of thick and dark it seems 
Hiding behind glasses, his eyes are not seen

Laying in wait is the Rock Of Stone Mount
Face in center below, lips parched under its snout

Hand of left ready to batter what the cloud will bestow
His chest still and steady beneath the face, coming slow

‘Tis a battle to commence betwixt these two fellows
See them flee the scene, all these Daisies Of Yellow


Photo by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me  


   

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 3

This is the third in the series

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry

Reading has taken on a technological turn and more people are reading on electronic devices and when I saw this it brought to my mind the art of reading a paper book. 

I don’t remember how I found this one but it definitely caught my eye. The first click of the picture took me to Britta Nickel’s Tumblr blog/page which is linked to Sweet Southern Nights also on Tumblr. On Sweet Southern Nights you will find an array of photos that range from A to Z.


Read

The art of reading in abnormal tradition

Feet in air bare monumental condition

Hard copy in hand, there’s nothing like it

Twenty seven times straight, becomes habit



Photo taken by: Unknown 

Poem by me

  
                                                  

What A Difference

Hurricane Sandy is making an impact but could be much worse due to its size and I for one feel very fortunate because this could very well be a Category 2 or higher hurricane which would have made this a much more destructive storm than what it is….not to say Sandy isn’t doing any damage at the size it is.
The photos above were taken one week ago at the Virginia Beach Oceanfront at 9th street.

These were taken today, same area.

They were taken in the morning around the same time, about 8:30.

What a difference. 
This is a short video I shot while taking the pictures.



A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 2

This the second in the series titled
A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 

Like the first one, this photo is by Daniel Plumer 

 Whoda Thought

I stand in place, never thought to be seen
Stand I sure I do, mine eyes do believe
Possible not, but here I do
Standing strong proudly tis true

I have weathered storms of many
More to come, they are a plenty
Faulter not have I, years gone ago
Up to now and now until, who know


Photo by Daniel Plumer    

Poem by me


A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 1

I recently came across this photograph by way of my Google+ stream courtesy of Anissa Mayhew  who shares a lot of nice pictures on her stream from other members.

I don’t know what it was about this photo but I was impelled to write a poem about it. 

To give you a heads up, this is the first of more to come in a series I’m calling: A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry

I’m not sure where I will find them or how often I will see a poem in a photo, but when I do, it will be included in the series.

I will say that I have spent some time on Daniel Plumer’s Google+ page and I have four poems from some of his photographs. This is the first and I will post the rest in the order that I viewed and wrote the poem for each one. 
Reflection

What is, reflects of itself
Doubling of single, non-stealth
Rocky hard, branches sticking
Softly seen, yellow green lifting

I am who I am, am I?
Seen as such is, to eye
Same as is, unchanged two one
Crazy it is, when seen how it’s done


Photo by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me

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