PhotogeniquE IPA

A Bandana’s a Bandana
But sometimes, Zandana
And although on the head,
It’s not a hat, and that’s that.

It can be square, and be folded,
Or a triangle with angles,
Or ready-tied for pe…

Having rounded the 60 mark in July 2008, I wish I knew back when I was 40 some of the stuff I know now; probably true for most of us. Here are a few scattered thoughts.

I was born while the…

If something is beyond our wildest imagination, it is because our imagination is not wild enough.

In life, many things do not work out as you expect them to; so embrace the unexpected.

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From a heart that is broken comes a precious fragrance. To embrace the aroma of this bitter perfume is to pass forever from childhood.



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Where Once Was Life,
There is now only
The dry bone of earth,
Exposed,
Bleached,
Dust covered.

Where once was life
The ground weeps no tears,
As the sun scorches its skin,
Darkened,…

As I wait,
The Sunlight speaks to me
Of gentler times.
Of childhood that will never return,
Of love that was to come,
Of love that has been.

As I wait,
The wind whispers to me
Not to…

As a word, ‘church’, can mean a great deal of things to many people. To some it is a physical place where they meet, once or twice a week, with others who share their particular beliefs, to c…

Ah Spring, sweet Spring,
Yes, Spring has sprung,
A very springy Spring has sprung.

It’s sprung along the hedgerows
It’s sprung along the road
It’s sprung beside the meadow
It’s sprun…

More is learned in the silence of listening and looking
than in all the noise of, so-called, education,
because in silence is the soul instructed.

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there once was this place called Red Bubble
If you find it you will get in trouble
It will consume all your time
And you’ll be forced to rhyme
And your life, quite quick, becomes rubble

Long years ago
you were born,
From a seed
Deep in the ground.

You grew and stretched.
Your head rose
Above the others,
Until you commanded the sun
To warm you.

Beneath your arms …

I wait.
Beneath me I feel the swell.
My board responds with me,
At one with my soul.

I stare at the far horizon.
I wait.
The sun dips and vanishes.
For a moment there is nothing,
Exce…

Life has many disappointments,
not because we expect too much of ourselves,
but because we expect too much of others.

© photogenique (dave peddie)

Strive not for perfection; it cannot be achieved.
Instead, strive for excellence.




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A man is not stupid who does not know, only he who will not learn.




© photogenique (dave peddie)

So, you knock once more at my door
And I open it to feel your chill breath.
Your iced eyes stare mockingly through me
As if to say,
I’m here and there’s nothing you can do.

I slam the do…

I look at you with
Your cameras and trinkets,
Your bits and pieces,
Your luggage,
Your souvenirs
Your faces.

And I wonder what you are doing
Walking through my country?
Why should you…

Beware the Jargonaut
Racing,
Loaded,
Through the narrow street of your knowledge.

Move quickly,
Out of the way,
In case it hits and runs
Leaving your comprehension bleeding by the kerb…

My world is made up of
Coloured dots
And plasma pulses.

My world measures 42 inches
Diagonally
And is HD for realities sake.

My world flows from the
Dish on the roof,
And perform…

Roses are red,
Violence is too,
I have a bullet,
Just for you.
It’s lasar-guided,
Makes its aim true,
So that it gets there,
From me to You.

Roses are red,
Now you are too,
Nothing …