Animals, Photography, Poetry

Swimming Lessons

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Salford Quays, 14th July 2018

a tale of the first time in the canal…from one of the goslings….Interpreted by Inky 🙂

It’s a bit hard stepping out

from the little nursery pool

to the great big vast waterway

but at least my family are nearby

mum and dad watching proudly on

no water wings required

chasing my brothers and sisters about the water

just flap my feathered feet and watch me go….

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Acrostic, Animals, Home, Insects, Poetry

Spiders in the house

#spiders #web #house

22nd June 2018

an acrostic from inkdrop

from a prompt from the imaginarium

sometimes I wonder why they’re there

popping up from out of the garden and setting up in the kitchen

i get the idea, these six legged fellows don’t like the cold…

desperate, they’ll weave their webs in hidden spaces, like

every cubby hole or stair cupboard

Resident, until cleared out with a head of a brush

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Animals, Life, Photography, Weather

Heading out west

Salford 19th June 2018

#life #travel #sunrise #breakfast #morning

I woke up early this morning, the local wildlife were up with the sun. I’m unaware of what they were discussing….probably breakfast, or maybe football ⚽️ . If anybody knows what rooks , blackbirds, song thrushes, and pigeons talk about over breakfast…please let me know

I spotted two aircraft travelling over the skies of Salford this morning. Don’t know where they were going, but I’m sure it was some place nice and hot. Sun is slowly making its way above the horizon in the east, soon it will be bright and sunny

The soft rolling traffic from the early morning Trafford road makes a somewhat pleasant accompaniment to the sound of the ticking clock. But in what’s now known as a twenty four hour society/world , there’s always deliveries to be made, early morning jobs to get to and work to be done

There’s a break in the quiet rumble of the traffic, as a Motorcycle rider mistakes one of the carriageways for a stretch of the Isle of Man TT race course. It’s awoken the pigeons kipping in the eaves of the nearby apartment block.

Another trail of white crosses the Salford skies as the rumble of early morning traffic continues. The broadcasters will be preparing the news items for delivery about now, whilst out on the waterfront, as the deliveries come in and out of the factories of Trafford park, and noise from The Trafford road begins to grow, feathered residents of the nearby basins are flexing their webbed feet , attending to cygnets and goslings all and pondering the really important issues of the day,

What’s for breakfast ?

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Animals, Poetry

Not any Mongrel

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Cur

Salford, 27th April 2018

They say he’s a mongrel

a lower class

not to the standard of the pedigrees

But this cur has much more to offer

than those pedigree chums in the kennels

look at that  swagger – look at the smile

loyalty to his owner that sticks out a mile

And while pedigrees are pampered

he’s wagging his tail – in garden wi a stick

chasing down chew toys

compared to pedigrees – he’s quick!

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Animals, Poetry

Wrinkle

Salford 17th March 2018

Wrinkle

Another day goes by

Another crease forms on the face

A new laughter line joins by the eye

Age they say is a concept

You can be young – even after fifty,

Experts say (at the age of thirty)

I smile at that assertion

as i look at next doors pug – wrinkly and ruffled

Old age hasn’t bothered him – he still chases around the garden

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Animals, Cats, Poetry

Creature

Creature

capable of anything, the dockside cat.

running the roost over the old area of nine dock

eager to grab the pickings, that hide from

an expectant audience, more likely to see actors

than a furry tailed family, resident by the basin

usual routines the order of the day, watching the drains lining the

road, whilst the humans don’t really

expect to see a furry tailed visitor, mr puddytat keeps watch

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