The Inkwell#Fowc #Encounter #Rhino #Zoo
Armour Plated cousin of
Our dear old friend the horse
Lives off lots of green stuff
and fruits and berries of course!
With that great big horn on the end of his snout
you’d be careful when he starts running about
but he’s friendly to all who visit his lawn
and the keepers who look after his shiny white horn
#Fowc #Cajole
Matters of persuasion
were easy for Mrs Polar Bear
But on this occasion
No matter how hard she tried
the seal wouldn’t come out
of the larder
“Sorry Kids….its Fish for tea again!”
Each line of the elephant’s hide
like its mum and dad before it, has been well earned
each wrinkle in the trunk
positioned from moving fallen trees and
hosing down his brothers and sisters
at the jungle watering hole
now – when you catch his eye – he’ll observe you closely
that’s collected wisdom collected in every wrinkle and ripple
You couldn’t call him Black or white
he’s far too bright for that
dashing about the serengeti
and confusing all the cats
see his different coloured stripes are such
they make the whole place smile
so the lionesses don’t grab him for lunch
they’ve left him free for a while
The hippos think he’s amazing
The gazelles think just the same
The birds think he’s a great big flower
and land regularly on his frame
The bears are all a smiling
and the little ones all make their way
to say hello to the fellow with the rainbow stripes
the one who’s made their day.
Salford 1st July 2020
#writeclub #monsters #poetry #kidspoetry
as part of my write club challenges, i wrote a piece about a “Monster” with claws and teeth and horns – more like a caterpillar with 100 Feet!
(Anyone with kids remember a Lotsa-Lotsa-Leggs ? 🙂 )
I know , you know its not halloween
but i’ve got to tell you about this thing i’ve seen
snaking round Salford’s streets
with over a hundred colourful feet
A fluffy centipede , orange fur, purple hair
grown ups walking past they stare
at multi coloured spikes on his back
they move on quickly – in case of attack
If they had thought – they’d would have seen
those spikes were just fur
he want’s something to munch on
to sleep and to purr
And who does he bump into ? – our neighbours cat
who gives him some room in the upstairs flat…
so before going to bed, he eats leaves and shoots
resting on a mat, his hundred or so boots
And during the dusk, you’ll see them both play
with a ball made of wool – in a particular way
playing under the moon and having some fun
and enjoying a nap – when the day has begun
Salford (via Manchester Museum), 20th June 2020
King of the Dinosaurs!
woken up by the sound of a wide brush,
and now sitting proud in a grand hall
towering over us all
while human children look and read,
what he liked, for a feed.
#Animal #Acrostic #Poetry #Writeclub
Salford, 15th June 2020
Chocolate munching reptile
having a field day in the house he is!
arriving on a mission – to empty larder cupboards –
munching on oranges, strawberries and lemons
even limes take his sweet tooth to 7th Heaven
Lemon sorbet’s and Chocolate cake can’t
escape his grasp
of course – it would be easier if you can see him – it’s
not that easy when he’s disappeared into the woodwork
Salford, 31st May 2020
#Pictureprompt #Polar #Igloo #Bears
(Image from Google)
(Tagline and Image Edit by Inky)
“Looks like we’re going shopping kids, there’s now’t in the fridge for tea!”
#SoCs #Spray
Surveying his kingdom
purched preening on his prime position
rivals daren’t come close
as the self professed “king of the close”
yells out to all comers – “keep off – that’s MINE!”
Wiry silver threads
Enlongated under hall cupboards
By the stairs
Weaved by a six-legged weaver
Everyone admires the
Beauty of their craft
Wafting around in the draft of the house
Every insect around knows
Bristles of doom await
While the spiders home hangs around
Every fly prays for a
Brush or feather duster
When any insect
Even attempts to escape
Back comes the spider
Wiry and Delicate
Every flies nightmare
Beckons
