#CYW #Brown #Birds #Wildlife #Salford
Bringing an aire of nature to the painters palette
Red mixes with yellow and that colour goes darker as
Orange meets black and blue
Wild Animals have this colour in their fur , feathers and quills
Notably the geese who fly across town
Hope you liked this short acrostic for #CYW – Here’s another link to a poem with a brown theme – https://inkdrops.blog/2019/09/08/chocolate-4
#Fowc #Tenacity
Somehow, it seemed like miles
Navigating through the overgrown greenery
Aim ? to reach that pile of mulching leaves
In and around the empty flowerpots
Lunch will be a fine one – when he gets there
#Fowc #Nest #Nature
Above my head, by the window ledge
a family of birds is living on the edge
living in a nest in view of my eye
occasionally searching for food do they fly
Waking me up with their earliest call
transcending the windows and solid brick walls
flying to treetops through clouds in the air
and searching out berries without a care
Another scribble for the coloryourworld month by inky.
Artwork by Inky – created in painter from google stock art
Birds follow the noise of these colourful flowers
Lightly swaying in the spring breeze
Under the cover of a spruce they’re spread
Enjoying the protection from the passing showers
Beautiful colours to please the eye
Encompassing the area around the tree roots
Launching into a dance routine – upon arrival of the Bees and Butterflies
Landing on the flowers to collect the nectar
#FOWC #Nature #Birds #Instinct
Inborn – that’s what they call it
Noted scientists use the word when they just dont know!
So why birds fly south for the winter –
They use the fall back position – this word
If they gave it a little thought
Creativity might be applied to the question
Till then – you’re left – pondering their answer
A post in response to the Tuesday Photo Challenge from Inky
Tuesday 26th March 2019
What’s with the guitar Inky ?
I thought i’d start with the musical link – an electric guitar. Clapton, May, Deacon come to mind. It’s loud but in time is methodical, and lyrical – its also the nearest thing to an electrical instrument that doesn’t need a programmer….it does need an amplifier though
Much like the Rocks you find on your average beach….(eh?)
Add a chirp or two following the sound of the rocks and the sea – you have a three piece band 🙂
Reminiscent of something i read in Terry Pratchett’s Discworld Novel Soul Music
Music with Rocks in – Quite a ring to it too.
And all of this is Acoustic….no electric required.
Salford, 25th March
Spring has definitely sprung
The rock gardens resident birds
Announced it…the acer is in bloom they chirped
Rejoicing at the sight of little pink buds
They don’t look much at the minute but
Eventually, the wind will stop moving the branches and the
Red and pink blossoms will start to appear
Salford, 23rd March 2019
Modified from an instagram post i posted this morning,
When i wake up
What do i see, beyond the works of
Writing on my desk ?
Wide, are the curtains flung – from
West to east – bringing light to the painted
walls where i do most of my scribbling
Marshmallow pillows float
softly in Salford Skies as
flocks of feathered friends
return from their alfresco restaurant, to
five star accommodation – peering across towards my way
as they enjoy the view.
#Light #Nature
Its the thing that brightens up your day
without it – your mood would be pretty dark
as flowers fruit and vegetation
would sleep on down in the ground
It’s the deliverer of colour
bringing shades of blue to the sky
occasionally bringing colour
in the form of a rainbow
And how many stars in the night sky
create the patterns above your head
with a lightshow of colour
before you go to bed ?
Salford, 2nd March 2019
Winter wasn’t kind to our friend round the back
Who was anchored to the rocks by its roots
The evergreens kept a watchful eye
As it sat there dormant in the wind rain and snow
Till one day last week – a clarion call
from our feathered chums returning from their homes in the south
“Spring’s arriving, the sun’s getting warmer”
and our little plant from the far east
began to wake up – and grow its buds
The birds they all cheered – and the wildlife revered
For as they did cheep – out of slumber the maple creeped
