Photo-a-Day (Monday, 18th June, 2018)
MICK'S HORIZONS (or why I'm a fan)
All Wiganworld cameramen are champs!
Yet one is of a different stamp.
Where some seek beauty where it's clear to see,
Mick pans for gold in the ordinary.
He mines for magic in the mundane,
Of bus stops,and grids and cycle lanes,
Spending the day on his electric bike,
Taking photographs that no one likes.
No final frontier! No obstacle,
Can delay the questing bicycle,
Which boldly goes where no man dares,
Like The Enterprise with handle bars.
He'll leave the roses to the other chaps,
To daintly submit their picturesque snaps,
For there's more interest in an open sewer
Or a smoking mound of horse manure,
Or the slurry and slag of an old coal pit!
If it isn't so__then I'm no poet.
Dedicated to Mick for his intrepidity.
Hope the cyclists are equipped with a bell or some such device to warn walkers that they are coming up from behind. We have lots of cycle/walking paths in our area & it seems its non fashionable to have a bell these days.
Re- yesterdays pic. Coming back from Derbyshire yesterday we saw many lycra clad cyclists, they were a total liability on the road. One in front of us on a narrow road had one hand on the handle bar & the other was fiddling about in a pocket on the back of his shirt, he managed to find whatever it was....while wobbling dangerously in front of us on the road !!
You're right, your not a poet.
You get about Mick, very well done.
Even a picture of a grot spot needs SOMETHING of interest in it. What is there of interest in this picture? I think Mick is having a laugh. Nothing wrong with that of course.
Well said Poet!
You should publish a book with all your poems.
Agree with Dtease - no interest at all to the point of banality in the photo - but he does get around does Mick- almost a 'voyeur' in his striving for something different!
I'm confident that Mick has also displayed his feel for picture-making here, as 'a pathway leading into the mid-distance' was a device used by artists centuries ago - Mick's use proves its ongoing popularity.
Is that a pile of dog poo that I see before me? With apologies to William Shakespeare.
He certainly gives a sense of depth that leads you into the picture. The trouble is when you get there, there's nothing to see!
As with his earlier picture of a block of concrete Mick is posting these pictures because it amuses him to see what kind of reception they get. He's having a laugh.
No No No Im not laughing at all, Im informing those that dont get out much that the old Robin Hill coal mine railway track is now being made into a state of the art foot/cycle path from Standish traffic light to Brookhouse road.
When its finish it will be tarmacked and illuminated.
You will probably get folk leaving benches in memory of there dead relatives
Another one from the master himself Alan H.....
"O' my offence is rank it smells to Heaven'"
Claudius /Hamlet ( for murder though not dog poo)
In that case Mick, take another picture when it’s finished. At least then there’ll be something to look at.
I agree with Dorothy 100% - I’m an ardent fan Poet. If people can’t appreciate the wit and colour in your poetry, then it’s certainly no reflection on your superb rhymes.
Keep penning more poems please.
Thanks to Dorothy and Pat(dear Pat)for your kind comments.
Perhaps I can assure Ann that my boss thinks I'm a poet particularly on Friday afternoon when I leave early.
My best to all.
There a video here of the new footpath
Is that the old railway line that ran behind Prospect garage?
Poet's copied them out of books.
Dont be mean Alan - why not have a go yourself!
I invite you to substantiate that spiteful remark or withdraw it.
I think you should withdraw that remark Alan.
It's clearly obvious from the contents of Poet's poems that they haven't come from books.
Sorry only kidding, bit of banter that's all.
Fair do's Alan, I appreciate your response.
I'm actually rather flattered that you think my scribblings are good enough to have 'come from books'in the first place.