Art challenge...Day Six...Jonah in the Boat Asleep.

Day Six of the potters art challenge.

Many of the series Alan has produced have been based on well known Bible Stories. 

This is from the story of Jonah who disobeyed instructions...and ended up inside a BIG fish!....he eventually obeyed ...though still wasn't very happy...read it for yourself!

In this piece from the series Jonah is asleep in the boat...just before they throw him off to the fish!!!! Typical of the potter's sense of humour.

A Poem for Thursday....

I was asked by @neviepiecakes aka Natasha Collins...lovely daughter..if I would post some pics for seven days from the different series that I've taken on camera. Thankyou Natasha.
This photo is one of three from a travel series. It now belongs to a great friend. I'm sure that there are references in this pic from wonderful international photographers...and so I give them thanks for their blogs and hope that I may have learnt from them and their skills.

I often think poetry when I take pics...and this little poem is very apt for the feelings often there when on a long journey...and you are really nowhere!

To Travel

To travel is to be nowhere.

You’re not here

And you’re not there.

So,

If you get the wrong train to somewhere,

Or you get off at

The wrong station for somewhere,

Does that mean

That you have completely disappeared?

And when the train gets to somewhere

Will they find that you are nowhere.

And how will you get back from there?

I'll post the other two in the series for you. 

 The start of the journey

All change at Euston

a Poem for Thursday...The Noise of Heavy Traffic.

Margaret U. brought the prompt today. 

She offered us an envelope with strips of paper and each had a noise written on it.

So... waterfall, drip drip, laughter and mine....the noise of heavy traffic.

There's always a panic moment when you know that you have no more than an hour to put down your best thoughts and make some creativity with words!

We have just come back from another motorway trip...this time to see the southern family down the M6 and M1 and traffic, traffic, traffic...so I had something to work with.

It's "brumm brumm" and "beep beep"

As the child on the back seat sang.

And the young woman in the driver's seat

Does her best to avoid a prang.

While out on the road in the busy traffic

Screaming accelerators shout.

And the tired commuters in the early morning

Play chicken, without a doubt.

Brumm brumms the sound of the traffic

And the beeps are heard all around.

While the child strapped into his seat at the back

Turns his toy wheel around and around.

The H.G.V. in the line in front

Is revving it's engine again.

The driver frustrated, is paid by the hour

And the number of trips he has made.

A middle aged business man lost in  reverie

Sighs as the lights turn to red.

That's another ten minutes of idling in neutral

He may as well stay in his bed.

Then a smart-ass young woman gesticulates

Wildly and raises her B.P. again.

She lifts up two fingers and points them at someone

With a blankety blank blank refrain.

The light blinks on green and they're off on the road

Well at least they can make second gear.

And the child in the back seat smiles

At the woman and 

Raises his fingers as well.

God's name is called upon there in the traffic,

Well, called may not be the right term.

But for folk who declare they are atheist/agnostics

They regularly mention him there.

Then the traffic starts moving and hope springs eternal

They may yet make the school run,the meeting,

The shopping, the doctor's, the dentist's the job

And get home again sometime this evening.

Now the child on the back seat is singing again

And the smart-ass young woman calms down.

While the heavy goods driver thinks maybe he'll make it

And the business man ceases to frown.

For they'll drive down the roads

Where the traffic is heaving

And tomorrow they'll do it again.

...there are more!!