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Acrostic, Art, Creatures, Insects, Poetry

Another acrostic by Inkdrop – in response to the daily post prompt

Tiny

Ladybird pic – created by inkdrop in painter – from original black & white source at printablecolouringpages.co.uk

 

Man’s ability to miss the

Incredible detail of the world around them is legendary.

Nature can be seen all around us – even from

Underneath a glass tumbler.

Till you see it – you won’t appreciate what you see with your own

Eye, but when you do – you’ll tell everybody about the red spotted Ladybird on the Ledge

A Mouse in the Museum Kitchen

Animals, Buildings, Canalside, Character, Creatures, Museum, Poetry

#Napowrimo #Day21 #blogging101 #Mouse #Museum #Poetry

I once wrote a piece of found poetry on Imperial War museum North, in Manchester..using a piece from the poet John Rice as my inspiration.  Thought I’d share it with you, and hope you enjoy the read.

 

There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen –

Who’s been eating all the cheese

he’s been spotted by the entrance

playing football with the peas

 

Security can’t find him

it make’s the young ones laugh

for while they check the cubby holes

he’s napping in the caff!

 

There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen –

Who’s been darting round the space

his paw prints for sure, were seen across the floor

and all over the place.

 

There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen –

he’s been sleeping under the tank

but he’s dashed off fast, to his hold steadfast

he doesn’t like noises to be frank

 

There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen

with the Engine – he’s had fun

running over the floor and from door to door

and he’s only just begun

 

He’s picnicked by the jet plane

and ate by the Estate

And watched the children’s movie show

Before returning his plate

 

“Yes – i’m the museum kitchen mouse

hope you don’t mind me keeping house

but as I’ve put plates in the sink

i’m heading to the pub now for a drink!”

 

Keeping an eye on the clock

Accidents, Creatures, Finite, Life

Keeping an eye on the clock

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Finite Creatures.”

The realisation I wasn’t superman…

Could have been when I was five, at my first fall in the school playground

each cut knee – a badge of honour…

Or later in my teenage years when some eedjit pushed me off a wall and I ended up concussed

Or Perhaps when I had my IV shunt replaced to save my life (that was a biggie)

They say a cat has nine lives…this cat has lost three.

So I keep an eye on the clock – Time’s Precious.