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An empty plate and contented smile. Happiness measured in simple ways. Nice one Chris.

Nice one Gerry. Looking at the skies, is that an old picture.

Thank you , i enjoyed that poem .

I was going to get charged rent I stood for so long trying to get a shot with the seagull just gliding over the spot I wanted it in.

Lost me on that one Gerry.

I was just looking through some of my photos of trips to Liverpool and I spotted the sad figure of the glitter ball. I'm just guessing from the size of the building it was used for loads of different events?

Peace to all mankind...[as long as you respect my religion, politics, beliefs, values, wealth, security, rights, etc...] Hasn't this slogan always carried this caveat?

The English and Dutch ships scattered the Spanish ships. They sent fire ships into the anchored mass of floating wood off Belgium/France - Battle of Gravelines. They headed north in the North Sea where they never had any charts ans unsuited for the weather. It was the largest naval engagement in history until superseded by the Battle of Jutland in 1916. Not one English ship sank. ...

Nice one Gerry. Bet the tax man knows their name now.

Nice one Gerry.

The English and Dutch ships scattered the Spanish ships. They sent fire ships into the anchored mass of floating wood off Belgium/France - Battle of Gravelines. They headed north in the North Sea where they never had any charts ans unsuited for the weather. It was the largest naval engagement in history until superseded by the Battle of Jutland in 1916. Not one English ship sank. ...

Lovely Gerry , beautiful picture , is it too powerful to stand under ?

An empty plate and contented smile. Happiness measured in simple ways. Nice one Chris.

Lost me on that one Gerry.

Thank you , i enjoyed that poem .

Vision taken through camera lense But image looks painted by hand Firey reds and crisp golden glows An artist mixing their water colours Fuzzy blend colours mix and twist Sponged paints dabbed on canvas Blade scrapes in darkened trunks Your beauty captured yet still free Free to grow and change each day Never trapped except by imagination By Gerry Temple ...

The following poem was written for a contest at Wild Poetry Forum "Mirror Mirror on the Wall" in which the participant poets had to write a poem about themselves looking at themselves in the mirror. Any comments appreciated. The contest closes this evening, so I still have time to tweak it and improve it. Same can't be said for my sad old body. Ha ha. Scrag-End ...the ...

Even on your worst day when you think things can't get any more painful the human body can overcome and beat illness. Never stop trying for only then will illness beat you. You can be reborn.

Cold cutting so deep into the body Fibres bursting screaming in pain Needles of ice infest everything Killing the weak and vulnerable Hardening all that it touches Coating landscape, stealing colour But it brings a strange beauty Patterns formed by frosty crystals Sunlight sparkling all around Clear blue sky pure and clean Gone the dull and dreaky days Muddy walks ...