Photo Vomit [1]: October 28th to November 3rd

Hello, dear readers.

So with the influx of photo apps that makes photographer wannabes like myself feel like a pro comes the resurgence for my love to catalogue every single inconsequential moments of my life using Instagram. It’s amazing how some pictures come out looking like a masterpiece when really, just mere moments ago, it was nothing but a piece of gum stuck on your shoe.

This weekend, I’ve got this idea to show you, my readers, some of the ones I’ve taken this week. I take pictures – a lot of pictures about nothing and everything. But I also post my poems there. Depending on how creative I was that week, I can crank out at least two poems a day. Mind you, my poems are rarely long. So it’s no surprise when I’m able to write more than two a day. My initial offering for you this week is a mish-mash of poems, music and things that I found interesting. 

This is actually my daughter’s deranged creation. Scary. 
This poem is called, Of No Consequence. I was thinking about Religion and Science at the time and how insignificant I was in the grand scheme of things. Yeah, happy thoughts, I know. 

Miles Davis’ Kind of Blue was a favourite jazz album of mine. This one was his live sessions back in 1959. 

This page was out of my Wreck This Journal project. I decided to set it free to Lake Winnipeg. It’s amazing how clear the water is out there. 

This made me so happy. Caramel Brûlée latte is back at Starbucks! My favourite. 

I spent my Saturday afternoon buried in a creative mess. I’ve recently become a huge fan of black out poetry, thanks to Vicious by V.E. Schwab. 

This was my Sunday alliteration offering. It was not easy, I tell ya. I think I sat there mumbling to myself until I found the right order of words that would make sense.

So that’s it. If you’re interested in doing this as well, just leave me a link in your comments. If you have an Instagram account, follow because I do follow back. 

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