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Poetry Rail Transport Travel

Wait

#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

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Acrostic Industrial

Refuse

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.

Recycling Refuse!

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!

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Poetry

Muddy Trenches

#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

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Acrostic Poetry Weather

Caught (in the fog)

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

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Colours Poetry

Fern

#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!

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Acrostic Drink Fruit

Press

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

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Acrostic Food Fruit Poetry

Zest

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

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Poetry

mystery ii

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

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Character Poetry Weather writing

Intruders

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 ❄️

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Poetry

Old friends

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

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Acrostic Airforce Airport IWM North Leisure Museums Photography War Winter World War II

Flight

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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

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Poetry Colours

Piggy Pink

#CYW #Piggypink

Pink Piggy Cakes

Pink piggies like the ones in the farm

on a plate with instant charm

really tasty with their marshmallow noses

krafty icing with a number of poses

perhaps you’d be worried – about poor mr pig

in fact – when i tell you – you might do a jig

news is – i can tell you – that no pigs come to harm

king of his field – is still sat in the farm

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Food Fruit Life

Last tin on the shelf

#metaphor

a piece wrote as a response to a photo….gave it a little character.

Last tin on the shelf….Opened (Image : B.F.Kirkham)

Down a vast array of items
in the great festive sale
sits a lowly tin of peaches

bashed from the morning jostle
its label a little worn
it sits on the shelf – alone

this tin was never – ever
going to win the contest
for most delightful

its fellow tins were taken
some hours ago
in the rush before closing

and there’s no one to see
but the Frosty sour cream
in the Fridge in Aisle C

Moments tin wishes
he was back in the plant
opportunities here – scant

So the tin waits
for morning to come
and awaits delivery mans hum

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Colours Poetry

Periwinkle

#CYW #Periwinkle

Periwinkle

Dancing around in the lightest of breezes

bringing a spot of colour to parks and gardens

before the frost comes in

the ground you sit in determines your colour

sometimes you’re pink, sometimes you’re purple

but most of the time you’re as blue as the sky above you

and you shore up your fellow flowers

the daffodils and tulips keeping them standing tall

while the breeze of the wind goes through the park

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Autumn Nature Poetry Seasons Weather Winter

Collars Up

#Socs #Collarsup

Stream of Consciousness Saturday Banner

Considering its not the warmest

Outside, and it

Looks like autumnal weather is here

Like an old friend

Application of a Woollen Jumper or Scarf might be in order

Really good Duffelcoat or Waterproof to keep out the rain

Something tells me we’re going to need it

Until mother nature allows the mercury to rise – its best to

Prepare….stay indoors if you don’t have to go out – wrap up if you do

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Food Fruit Poetry

Peach

#CYW #Peach

Autumn Red Peaches (Image by B.F Kirkham)

Picked from the trees in the hills of Asia

each fruit furry to the touch

and juicy with every bite – just watch out for the stone in the middle

can be eaten on its own, or with custard or cream

hot out of the oven – its wonderful in a pie or a flan

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Poetry

School Reunion

13th September 2020

The “Reunion” Photo (Image by BF Kirkham)

The picture says it all,

the mass of children, now grown up

outside a hostelry

The gents haven’t changed much

Though some have shot up in size

Dwarfing those who had to jump a little higher

The ladies in their grand attire

with every colour of the rainbow on show

something to brighten up an admirers eye

but making an appearance – that lad at the back

you havent seen in a while

the one with the wild and wacky hair

the one that made everybody smile

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Poetry

Murdered at the wedding feast

Note to the reader – No one was harmed in the creation of this poem 🙂

It seemed that all was looking well

as the bride made her way down the aisle

and the vows were said with grace

the decorations made the hall look swell

As her bridesmaids escorted her in style to a hall,

where food of Heston Blumenthal ,

was served up in a most grand place

on silver platters Wall to Wall.

All seemed well, till after the dance

and the cooks brought in the wedding cake

the hotel located by a railway line

All would be well, you would thought the chance

as an express went past the floor began to shake

and tiers of the cake, began to fall

they saved three tiers – but what of the rest? was it fine?

ask the page boys under the table where it sat by the wall

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Poetry

Summers End

There’s a definite change in the air

although he’s there – you don’t see the sun as much

longer nights, shorter days

expect the palette on the trees to change

on the whole – there’s signs that winter is on her way

frosty mornings covering fallen autumn leaves

a mass of crispy leaves amass

under the trees that once held them

to the wildlife its a sign to check the supplies and get

under the covers till the arrival of spring

munching on supplies before drifting off to sleep

night owls staying by their nests

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Poetry

Serenity

#writephoto #twilight

Sat on a bench

taking in the last of the sun’s daily allocation of rays

in that moment of time tween day and night

looking out for luna popping out from behind the marshmallows

lighting up the sky as ra dips below the horizon

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Nature Places Poetry

Boxed

Written for this week’s Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com.

They Call it “Modern Living”

as they rise up to the sky

colourful boxes in formation

thirty or fourty miles high

You would definately call it colourful

You could also call it cosy

You could even call it sardine-like

as you give your neighbours a nosy

Some like the format of it all

as they talk to the neighbours ‘cross the way

but some don’t like the shadows

its night in the middle of the day

Balconies round a patch of green

which after sundown, isn’t often seen

watching the clouds pass in the sky

and seeing the odd bird fly by