Nebulous

Acrostic, Cooking, Poetry

Salford 19 September 2019

#fowc #nebulous

Noted – you’re in a bit of a haze over this…but

every cloud has its silver lining

born out of a culinary experiment that went amiss

up to the adding of the popping candy, everything

looked fine – till the batter mix leaped

out of the pan and landed on the ceiling

up you look, as a cosmic array appears above

should you leave it there ? or clean it up ? – That’s up to you.

Burnt Sienna

Colours, Poetry

Salford, 15th September

#CYW #BurntSienna

I recall a leather chair

the smell of it as I sat in it in the morning

it’s sound as I got my back into its folds

it squeaked – like a mouse looking for food

Looking out beyond the glass

in a warm seat

looking out for snowmen

beyond the garden fence

Sitting there quietly

watching the snowflakes

fall to the ground

whilst warming my hands on a hot mug

Aurora

Poetry

Salford, 14th September 2019

Aurora falling on the hills
Aurora, Created by Inky in Painter 6 Essentials

As Ra heads for the covers

Up pops the borealis, producing

Radiant colour in the night sky

Over the heads of observers they fly

Rolling over hill and dale

And creating a scene to bring a smile to those who see it

Anyone

Poetry, Politics

#Fowc #Anyone

The ambitious young upstart

looking at his boss

watched with envy

as the boss handed out the cash

and the rest played with their building blocks

Anyone could do that! – the upstart cried

and plotted his way to his bosses seat

sending his boss to a personal hell

and soon from his position at the top – he fell

And the upstart achieved his ultimate dream

appointing his friends to his number one team

ignoring the warnings from others around

as others in chamber just listened and frowned

And while on his pedestal – making merry and all

the one before him was having a ball

pointing the finger at the ones who did push

with cautionary words – look out for the rush

Ballerinas

Flowers, Garden, Photography, Poetry

Salford 12th September 2019

Ballerinas : Painting by Inky using Painter Essentials 6


They woke up one spring morning,
at the light of the sun
Bobbing around in a gentle breeze
their dancing – just begun

Over the long grass and daisies they dropped
as their coloured dresses flipped and flopped
and as they danced round in the wind
the daisies waited for the breeze to recind

Duetting with the dandelions
as their seed just flew away
wondering who – apart from the wind
that they would like to play

Pink and purple parading in pairs
above a daisy covered shower
among the blades of fresh green grass
a wonderful coloured flower

Brash

Poetry

#Fowc #Brash

Thursday 12th September 2019

Perhaps you might call his style “Alternative”

Really, the colour of his suit said it all

Engaging with his electors like an Emperor

Senators, too – fare not that much better

In fact – some might say he treats some with contempt

Democracy, is still alive – it’s just had to make adjustments

Engaging with the man at the top in a different way

Noting his brash persona, but

Taking everything said, with a pinch of salt