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Salford , 26th March 2019

#FOWC #Post

They keep on saying, that it’s a redundant art

and yet, every morning there’s a wait for the van

with the woman or man

carrying the letters

Messages shared, along with the bills

drop on to the carpet, that gravity spills

carried through day and sometimes by night

by foot, van or bicycle – or even by flight

Time’s been taken, to craft in ink

a letter , with news, or what people think

and carried with the parcels and cards for miles

delivered through letterbox, all with a smile

Delirious

#fowc #delirious #inkdropk

The home crowd didn’t expect this

Their team in the bargain basement of soccer

Right on the bottom shelf

But still they cheered them on

Even after the scoreboard rang 3-0

Towards the stroke of half time

Was it the magic touch of the physio

Or those half time oranges thrown in the mix ?

Or perhaps in the change in coach’s speech

That the players ears would finally reach

Zipping round the pitch, playing like a dream

Nobody expected this…it seemed

At referees whistle … all was fixed

Away team 3 , home team 6

Corpse

The deceased lay prone

Where it sent a message from beyond the skirting board

Everyone was surprised to find feathers,

Expecting to see a more furry resident in the gap

The only question…how did it get there?

In the corner, el gato sat innocent

Not saying a word, the

Goldfish kept a nervous silence

#fowc #corpse #inkdropk

Blossoms

Salford, 25th March

Spring has definitely sprung

The rock gardens resident birds

Announced it…the acer is in bloom they chirped

Rejoicing at the sight of little pink buds

They don’t look much at the minute but

Eventually, the wind will stop moving the branches and the

Red and pink blossoms will start to appear

Paltry

Sunday 24 March

#fowc #paltry

A cautionary tale on portion size

Patrons of the new fangled cuisine

Amused at the lack of quantity on their plate

Left the restaurant without saying a word

The restaurant staff chased after them

Running down the street and

Yelling …come back! but it didn’t work

Hotel for the birds

Salford, 23rd March 2019

Modified from an instagram post i posted this morning,

When i wake up

What do i see, beyond the works of

Writing on my desk ?

Wide, are the curtains flung – from

West to east – bringing light to the painted

walls where i do most of my scribbling

Marshmallow pillows float

softly in Salford Skies as

flocks of feathered friends

return from their alfresco restaurant, to

five star accommodation – peering across towards my way

as they enjoy the view.

Blot

#FOWC #Inkdrop

By an act of gravity

launched from a fountain pen

over the white letter paper

the ink made its mark

Born out of a fault

launch of an identity

over time

that developed

Beginnings of a character

living on its on line home

out of nowhere

the footprints spread

Forever

Image prompt c/o Pinterest – anyone want to lay claim to the image let me know and i’ll credit you on here – thanks!

Link: https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/forever-2/

They said they’d be friends for ever

as they watched the magical sight

a merger of magical colour

bringing colour to the night

but then – a terrible happening

hit them both stone dead

as a flying piece of asteroid

hit them both as they planned to be wed

but as night fell after the morning

the two lovebirds returned to the spot

and continued to go there each night time

long after family and friends had forgot