#Blogging101 #Napowrimo #Day16 #Almanac poem
Hi readers! Today’s Almanac challenge on Naprowrimo.net has given me the perfect opportunity to pull out of my notebook box, a character piece set in Manchester’s Piccadilly Gardens…during the time of recent anti-austerity protests.
(A tale not told of any human, but a road-cone!!!)
The Road Cone’s Lament
It’s really windy today!
I feel so cold
Autumn’s leaves below me
in red , brown and gold
And here I sit here, today –
up high in the air
on a nobleman’s head
does anyone care
I’m supposed to protect people
round the holes I can see
but those public around
are now staring – at me!
As I’ve turned the enobled
into a figure of ‘fun’
would the builders who left me
know just what they’ve begun ?
The people who lifted me
having taken their chance
now sing round the marble
as they wave and they dance
And those men of importance
pass by with a glare
As I wobble on the statue
in the cold air
The Inkwell 