#fowc #wait
Time passes slowly
As you sit waiting for the train
To come rolling down the track
And into the station
Timetable isn’t friendly
It’s saying it’s on its way
So to distract you from the empty arrival
Your sat with your radio on play
And each tick that follows tock
Seems to be on a lock
As you wait for whoever forlorn
Listening out for the diesel trains horn
Salford, 22nd January 2020
#fowc #refuse
Two definitions for this word fandango’s provided – so I cobbled them together in this
feel free to comment.
Refusing to recycle your rubbish ?
expect a spot of bother
for if you don’t follow the bin men’s advice
until you do so, the bin will just
sit there – full to the brim of stuff that should be turned into something else
expect an extra invoice when they send a bigger rubbish truck!
#Promptuarium
These canals were once full
Boats and ships travelled up and down
Collecting Goods and cargo
But somewhere,
where the canal met the river
a grown up scout thought he’d have some fun
He created a dam,
by a campsite ridge
and the water stopped at the spot
Interested Beavers
Marvelled at the scouts work
as the stream dried up beyond it
Fish fled for safer spots
as the water stopped flowing
and stayed behind the wall
And sea birds stood perplexed
wandering why the water had simply
disappeared
Salford, 19th January 2020
#weather #fog
Christmas and New Year is over, but winters still here
A patchwork of heavy cloud, lies low – hiding church spires
Until it lifts – it’s difficult to get anywhere
Gravitating over roads and field alike
Hard to make out the silhouettes in the Pea Soup
The landmarks fizzle out the further they’re away
#coloryourworld #CYW #Fern
An acrostic for the Fern Colour on Tourmalines Coloryourworld challenge
Flowing fronds of green
each one coming from a central point
reminding me of an octopus or squid –
not squelchy, but just as many arms!
Part – time juicer of oranges
Reels out stories and photos for
England’s tabloid press – so he can
Serve up iced drinks to the masses on
Summer weekends
Zingy is how you might call it
each pore of the citrus fruits skin
holds a little bit inside
and as your figures begin to split
the fruit’s smell contained therein
escaping into the room
where it does reside
enhancing the flavour into which you’ve just bit
Salford 30th March 2019
#freedomofexpression #iscriblr #mystery
a response to iscriblrs wonderful mystery challenge…enjoy.
A strange thing happened the other night
Under the cover of dark
Something with a sweet tooth paid us a call
He snook into the kitchen, without giving us a fright
And sitting down at my birthday cake, he did park
Having eaten his slice, he went out the door
Lighting up the kitchen , as he passed by the walls
And leaving a trail of cake crumbs on the floor
Salford, 21st December 2018
Melanie looked at the living room carpet
Enveloped by four soggy footprints
Local law enforcement scoured the area, but
Terrible thing was … they couldn’t find the culprits
Even the footprints outside could be found , it’s like they
Disappeared in the snow ❄️
Salford, 14th November 2018
Memories of a mate, brought back in an instant
A blast from the past, delivered with a click
Noted – you’ve not talked for a while
Changes in address do that
Hoping – they remember your name
Expectations raised as they recognise your face
Someone should have said – its the passing of time
Talk about the old days, in a familiar place
Engaging about others
Round a table with Tea and cake
IWM Duxford , Cambridge, 5/6/2017
For a brief moment today,
looking around the hangar in Cambridge
I got to see the marvels of flight first hand
Great planes – from early pioneers to new planes and even spaceflight
Hoped to see something special – and I wasn’t disappointed
Tomorrow – i’ll take a look at what I captured
#FOWC #History
Heralds wrote tales down in books, while
in caves, our ancestors painted the tales on walls
some documenting the building of great monuments
then others, telling tales of the horrors of war
of course, the stories that remain are the ones in the books
retold by scholars for minds of a different age, and
yet – time passes by – and History moves forward
#poetry #learning #expectation
Salford 16th February
A piece on school visits
Three coaches rolled up in the car park
One blue, one black, one green
Passing auntie, the football and the shops
Traffic jams were no fun
Or Waiting for the man with the sign to
Pass go from stop
There were grumbles getting off the coach
Old Trafford exchanged for the war museum
Pupils listening to sir, bore on
The security …. more of the same, but
Out of a corner….a new name
Person from a new place….change of space
Tanks and planes…new things to see
Objects to touch….and all for free
People to tell tales of air land and sea
And your guide at the entrance is about the space
A person to turn to with a friendly face
Telling a tale of the car, plane and gun
Making your visit a bit more fun
Salford 15th February 2020
#Fowc #Debate
During the week, it was the hot topic of conversation
Election ? Europe ? no! none of these
But a culinary conundrum – which sandwich was better
A choice of Sausage, Egg, Bacon, or Cheese
The favourite – an obvious choice – but
Everyone wants their own bite of the butty!
#Fowc #Impossible
Its crazy – you’re given the
Made up puzzle in a box and then
Prise it apart – in order to put in back together again
Of course, they give you a guide – but
Something isn’t right
Something doesn’t fit – and
It’s making you wonder why you took the whole thing out of the
Box – all the pieces are there
Laid out on the table – but who said it would be
Easy ?
#writephoto #storm
#beyondthestorm #writephoto
Something told you it wasn’t going to be a
Terrific idea to venture onto the hills today, but
Of course you were out voted – as you and your pals
Rambled up the public footpath, seeking out paradise –
Maybe you could discuss what you found in that shelter – Atop the hill
Salford, 13th February 2020
She’s been trying to get your attention for weeks now
but when you try to seek her out
she’s nowhere to be found
perhaps her attempts for you to notice her
went a little too far – as now its become hard to deny
slipping away into the crowd
but sticking out like a glow worm at night
If only – you would turn your head
she would drop her mask and smile at you
#fowc #euphoria
Everybody knows , that
Unless the sky falls down – no bad things will
Penetrate the feeling you have right now – its
Heavenly, you’re walking on air
Orbiting a self – made solar system of your own design
Reality might bring you back to earth tomorrow, but that’s
Irrelevant – you’re living for today
As you lie in the sun on a deserted beach
#Fowc #Riddle
Rhymes that pose a question
In verse, or a song or a Rhyme
Difficult posers to ponder
Definitely takes you some time
Long winded questions – with no apparent answer
Except when the bell starts to chime
#Fowc #Advance #Museums
A group of eager young minds
Dropped in on a historical building or two today
Very interested in taking in the displays
And getting a feel of some real items used of the time
Now , anyone could tell their enthusiasm was building as one or two led a
Charge up the stairwell –
Except for one thing – none of them knew their way around!
#FOWC #Bait #Angler #Lament
The fisher sits on his seat of green,
surveying nets he’s sat in between.
He’s been sat there, since start of the day,
and only caught one – which he let swim away
He hoped by letting go of little fish,
he’d catch some bigger ones to put in his dish.
And as he waited – it came dimmer in th’light
as wispy grey clouds gathered in tight
He cast out two lines, wi hooks brimming wi bait,
casting them out with his arm out straight.
As he looked up to heaven, and awaited fate
all he could do was to sit down, and wait
This Ancient ritual, of releasing the fish,
hadn’t so far caught summat for th’dish
Another cup of tea he pours
Listening to stories on Radio 4,
But, Alas what is this, he hears to the east
above the sound of the Canada Geese?
It’s the sound of laughter, that’s a raisin’
of the big fish, safe, in another basin.
