Salford, 30th March 2020
#fowc #tickle #mrmen
The character from a favourite children’s book
Instantly bringing laughter to
Children and adults alike
Keeping them giggling
Like there’s no tomorrow
Expect cheerful sounds filling the room
Category: Character
#SoCs #Figure
For a while now he’s occupied that spot on the shelf
If you can’t spot him – he’s
Gracing us with his presence sitting by the clockwork guardsman
Up by the laptop brush – in the shape of a car
Ready to leap to action – when his spaceships been built
Except at the moment – he’s happy where he is
#Octpowrimo #Whoami
A notable thing is character
Being ones self
Creative experiences that
Define who you are
Even if its the only thing they’ll know you for
A few bumps and scratches along the way
Brain ops and chicken pox two little obstacles
Cerebral Palsy and “Juvenile arthritis” the other
Determination to walk and overcome the obstacles
Each medical “Expert” put in my path
A smile and friendly ear to all
Beavering away at a project or two
Crafting works with my camera (or pen and paper)
Delivering talks at a place of learning
Every week of the year
A keen reader, and audiobook listener
Bookshelves crammed with well known authors
Cricket shares space with Football (soccer) and Sci-Fi
Discworld stories and Tommy Cooper
Each book a page turner
A Family Album, now replaced by SD Cards
Brought to life by an electronic photo frame
Collated scribbles published by others
Don their own little space on the bookshelf as
Excited Spectators and Visitors are greeted by me
And memories of friends and family are all around
Behind individual knick-knacks sat in their spots
Commonwealth memories to
Days of academic achievement
Each one a little piece of the Jigsaw that makes me
Salford, 23rd October 2019
#Octpowrimo #cat #Memories
They called you crazy – but you were quite a character,
king of the garden and the dining room floor
ignoring the cat food – for sardines or cod
and eating fish batter – which I found rather odd
got into a fuss if little ones picked you up
but clawed for attention – worse than a pup
playing with wool balls – attending your brain
then jumping out th’window – into spring rain
You didn’t like little uns pulling your tail
but would destroy others dinners beyond the pail
dashing to your sleep spot and blanket to hide
hoping you wouldn’t be hurled outside
Sat watching telly – on the rug in the house
occasionally playing with your catnip mouse
flicking your tail, when you wanted a feed
and hiding under the sofa when you did a bad deed
Announcing the arrival of autumn
under and around each branch of the trees
the keeper of the trees, mother earth has been busy
undertaking her role of changing the colours
making colourful patterns for people to look at
note, the noise that they make – mother earth has done that too!
It’s not easy being me….
I took a fall from a window
and went into flight
aided by the northwest wind
I went to pieces, without assistance
My head and legs went different places
I thought – “that’s it!” – and went to bits
as i thought i’d played my aces
But from the kerb and the grass
i saw a hand pass
and head and body did rise
(to my upmost surprise!)
I looked up at the lad,
as i went good from bad
and we headed back home
a new place to roam
So i sit on the shelf, thankful for health
with other model toys – oh joy of joys
enjoying my place – in my safety of space
and spending time as i can – a new lego man.
#Fowc #Inconspicuous
Salford, 12th August 2019
He was always there
that face in the crowd of a thousand
blink and you wouldn’t miss him
till one day – you looked
and you found , he’d gone
disappeared
and you wondered – why
Categories
The spendthrift
#fowc #spendthrift
1st June 2019
A cautionary acrostic by inky
spending money like there’s no tomorrow
paying out for things he really doesn’t need
expensive clothes and fancy jewellery , worn on
nights out, where he and his entourage
dance the night away under bright coloured lights
the champagne gets poured by the magnum
he parties and gambles till dawn
reality bites in the morning – when his bar bill needs paying
it’s only then will he return to reality
for food needs to be bought –
there’s nothing in the fridge
#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
Salford 1st March
Like a bullet
It flew down the street
Towards the other side of the dual carriageway and
The waterside
Local cats, couldn’t catch him
Even if they tried – he was too far up to reach
Before our feathered friend
Islands of Plenty – with seeds galore
Ready to be eaten by our feathered friend and his chums
Dropped on a patch of green
