Charlie

Growing up, Life, Poetry, Romance, Romantic

Who am I, life’s Charlie Brown ?

For she catches my eye, and I’ve fallen down

Tongue tied with her beauty, so close at hand

Even though the words in the head I’d planned

a wonderful sight, with a beautiful mind

sometimes she’s harsh, but on the whole she is kind

Catching me out with those dark brown eyes

Occasional glances catch me by surprise

Heart rising by a beat when she’s so near

No more than friends, to me that is clear

Talking shop on the backyard, sharing an occasional smile

With the girl with the red hair, I want to stay awhile

Spacekid

Astronomy, Childhood, Growing up, Poetry, Space

moondust

Salford, 22nd August 2018

Another piece inspired by the #Promptuarium

Many thought you a funny kid

On most nights they’d see you staring into space

Overlooking the positions of the stars and the zodiac

No other subject interested you more

Destiny ? to be the first man to live – on a base on the moon

Until then – you sit out in the garden – plotting your way there

Satellites floating in zero gravity over your head as you

Track your course with telescope, pencil and paper

Bag o’ Pear Drops

Growing up, Poetry, Schooldays

#Poetry #Sweets #Confectionary

17th July 2018

I

The container comes down

from the confectioners shelf and

each little drop of sweetness

spills into the bowl

II

Red and Yellow fancies

dusted with icing sugar

and as you open the bag

a blast of pear

III

Each Individually formed

rocky for a short while

but later smooth on the tongue

but watch for the sharp bits

IV

Thud of each drop

hitting the scale

rattle and then crunch

of the halves coming away

V

Sweet and Sour Sensations

tripping off the tongue

taking you back

to schoolday memories

Rebel

Growing up, Poetry, Schooldays

Salford 10th May 2018

Ariel-Rebel-Wallpapers

Rebel

You were always the one in school

that caused a scene

causing young heads to turn

at your juvenile antics

Wearing the Uniform

the way you wanted

raising an eye

of the deputy head

They called you “Cool”

and your pals all circled

as school rules fell

and school skirts rose

The defiant red haired streak

got you noticed

by the more butch kids

in the school playground

But at the end of the day

the lad that you wanted

never looked back

leaving you – disappointed

Messy

Childhood, Family, Growing up, Poetry

Messy

It might look like world war three has arrived in the kitchen

but in reality , a masterpiece has been created

sticky fingers and flour dust on kitchen tops

even more on the cupboard doors and floor

colourful paintwork adorned on the table tops

while the finished article hangs on the refrigerator door

and all created to send out a message

“Happy Mothers Day!”

Knitted

Acrostic, Growing up, Learning, Leisure, Life, Toys

Knit

Knights of the realm could be toppled by this – but

Not my mum, or my aunties or Nanna

Its where i learned some very basic steps

To create a scarf for my teddy bear.

To be honest, the twists and turns of loops and purls were

Extremely difficult, but by the end of the month – i’d

Done one that was just the thing for a bear in the cold