Sunday 2nd December 2018
#advent #candle #christmas
Creating light out of darkness
A sign of new things to come
Now that advent is underway each
Decorated candle will be
Lit bringing light to the house and as
Each candle is lit, Christmas comes closer
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
Who am I, life’s Charlie Brown ?
For she catches my eye, and I’ve fallen down
Tongue tied with her beauty, so close at hand
Even though the words in the head I’d planned
a wonderful sight, with a beautiful mind
sometimes she’s harsh, but on the whole she is kind
Catching me out with those dark brown eyes
Occasional glances catch me by surprise
Heart rising by a beat when she’s so near
No more than friends, to me that is clear
Talking shop on the backyard, sharing an occasional smile
With the girl with the red hair, I want to stay awhile
#octpowrimo #hidden #dragons
the mighty dragons didn’t disappear,
reality is…they took a different form
each knight giving up their quest of vanquish as
every dragon decided to rest among the greens
Seen hiding in the forests, or swimming in the depths
Wave – On display outside Imperial War Museum North , Manchester (p) Brian F Kirkham Sept 2018
Red poppies are flowing down the top of the earth shard of IWM North
Each poppy was created to remember those who fell in the war to end all wars
Memorial to the host of soldiers who went to the front
Expecting to be home by Christmas
Men not only from the home nations,
But the commonwealth and allies from Europe too
Regiments who met and fought on a field in flanders
As part of the first world war centenary, this artwork is a
Noted reminder, of those who went away to fight and
Came to rest in a foreign field
Each one remembered in the symbol of the poppy
Location : BASIC Clicks Base, Portacabin, Brain & Spinal Injury Centre, Salford
Date : 14th July 2017
Camera : Sony DSC-H300 (No Tripod Required)
Diving over a tree!
We’ve been playing with Objects and Backdrops today – and the toy cars!
Continuing on from last week we set up our shots on the stations before taking the shots with our camera
Campervan on the beach
Using the clips from old magazines and the toy cars produced some really good shots and saved us the cost of location (Hee Hee!)
Pointing out the birds!
I revisited this picture from the last session. Using the pencils as “Pointers”. I hadn’t spotted this till after taking the pic, but I created a “Sunrise” effect by marking them out.
Sat on a Polar Bear
As well as the lego men, Graham, one of the group brought in some railway model men
this allowed the group to be a bit more adventurous with our photos….
Convoy 🙂
Land of the Giant Polar Bears 🙂
Off into the Wild blue Yonder
and here’s a couple when I got home 🙂 Created along the same principles – studio a bit more rustic than that of BASIC Clicks…but objects and subject matter stayed the same (Astronomy book provided a little colour!)
Heading home from the moon
Riding across Jupiter!
If you’ve got any favourites – feel free to let me know!
Monday 5th June 2017
Venue : Imperial War Museum Duxford, Cambridge
An early morning start at IWM North on Monday, as we met up with fellow volunteers and staff from the other branches at IWM Duxford for Volunteers week.
We travelled south through the Midlands on our journey, stopping off on some familiar services on the M6 and M1… the route usually adopted when I visit my relatives there. It was a bit rainy on the way there, but I was looking forward to visiting Duxford. Due to that branch holding most of the museums Aircraft Collection
We arrived at Duxford’s Entrance around about noon, and then after a short repast, we all entered the main hall, where the chairman of the imperial war museum welcomed us all and the ceremonies for the volunteer awards commenced.
I received my award for “Developing in a Role” from the chairman – and heard my Vollie Manager deliver a wonderful (more than a ) few words on why i’d won it!
How I started as a guide, then doing object handling and family history….
I did whisper at one point….”Ta boss! you can stop now….!!!” (sic)
Matt by Fighter Aircraft
After the awards ceremony, we took a look around the hangar and the various activities on display, this included seeing how concorde dipped its nose, to sending messages by morse code – to walking on board a Lancaster bomber. I enjoyed walking round the RAF Fleet, and got a really good view of the planes from the top deck of the gallery.
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
Thieves of time,
Subtle in their art
As a penny passed tween one weight and another
Carefully counterbalanced
So the cogs of the clock turned round
Just so
Cogs kept moving
The giant hour hand
As minutes passed on by
Whilst the second hand, cried
People stared at their time pieces
Trying to get it back
But the clocks in the town hall square
All wailed out of time
Listen up people…in orchestral chimes
The auditors have been in….and committed a crime…
#promptuarium #rabbit
At the bottom of the field , there’s a rabbit
Who’s height nearly blocks out the sun
His shadow covers most of the vegetable patch
And to the farmer that isn’t much fun
But he’s tricky this tall furry rabbit
Can’t be shot at and turned into chops
For as soon as the workers can see him
Down a big hole he just pops
And chasing him round fields are a no no
As between them there’s nowt but a mess
More than crop circles created
The locals are somewhat impressed
So instead, hes hived off some patches
For this rabbit to do what he please
In the hope he keeps off the carrots
And dines out on lettuce and peas
The thought of it just being the
Evolution of evaporation
and condensation, doesn’t
ring true with me. Up there with the
Deity, helping create the mountains and
Rivers, the angels have heard their boss
On occasion when he’s hit his thumb with a hammer
Precipitation? Maybe if you are solely a geographer
Something tells me it’s the angels crying!
Salford 11th December 2018
I don’t know what it is with you.
You’re there at the same time, same day
Same Reaction to my appearance on the opposite platform
Gawping like a primary school kid
I’m not an alien – and i’m past caring
what old style clothing you think i’m wearing
attitude of a kid of an age
who isn’t even working for minimum wage
To try and catch my attention,
You flounce and pout
And if stood with your pals
You scream and shout
Maybe you think i’m “The One” for you
Oh if only – that were true
Giggling with your pals – shows you ain’t older
even if your attitude seems any bolder
Perhaps, you think the camera footage
will catch the eye
of an X-Factor Judge at Mediacity
but all your peacocking gets from me – is pity.
Tuesday 11th December 2018
There are times of the year when I have an affinity with that bear of very little brain …. Winnie the Pooh.
The mercury in the kitchen thermometer hasn’t risen in the house, and there’s a definite nip in the air. And so rather than retreat to the warmth of my duvet, I’ve decided to enjoy a bowl of porridge .
Tuesday 11th December
A little treat, hides behind the
Doors of the advent calendar
Veiled behind some cardboard and foil
Each door has something tasty behind it
Noting the days passing
Towards Christmas Day
#sounds #acrostic
Sunday evening, is a whole lot quieter than Sunday morning
Outside, the rumble of traffic is down to a minimum
Unless it’s a plane or a train you want to catch
Navigating those roads should be a breeze
Double glazing muffles any noises, and the wildlife are
Sleeping in their beds soundly, keeping warm
#noise
Can you hear that ?
Really high pitch,
Is there a mouse in the house ?
My ears are squealing from the squeaking
It’s coming from the next room, but (of course) there’s
Nobody there,
As the master thief has pinched the loot and
Led themselves out of the house via the skirting board.
#birds #nest #poetry
The mercury retreating was a sign
Restless mums and dads
Feeding their offspring
So flying lessons could begin
Up in the nest
They flapped their wings
Facing the worst
The weather could bring
And out from the nest
They jumped and they flapped
Heading for a tree
Their mum and dad mapped
Leaving the nest
For sunnier climbs
Hoping to return
After the winter time
Thursday 6 December 2018
A rewrite of a poem i scribbled back in August 2010, the view inspired me to share it with you.
The moon plays hide and seek
as the air drops
casting a line of cloud
on the dark satin sheet of night
On occasion, peeking through
the sheet of cloud he yells peek a boo
joining his neon friends, painting the night
shades of pink, yellow and white
as hours follow minutes as seconds pass by
and animals make noise on the land and the sky
as to this day, we bid a fond goodbye
