Salford 11th January 2019
The street looks empty
as the curtains opened
to another day
But up in the tree
opposite the house, someone
feathered is watching
Keeping an eye out
for the dropping of breadcrumbs
In a neighbours backyard
Nature
Weathered
Another poem by inky
Salford (via Llandudno) , 11th January 2018
I like the pebble beach at Llandudno.
each of those stones, has their own tale to tell
time taken over millions of years to form,
then broken up and shaped over another stretch of time
to create the many shapes that come together as a flat bed by the Irish Sea
great for skimming on the surface – if you can find just the right round ones
some of the cast are smooth to the touch and shiny as a button
but a word of caution – wear your shoes – some of these are sharp!
night skies
Thursday 6 December 2018
A rewrite of a poem i scribbled back in August 2010, the view inspired me to share it with you.
The moon plays hide and seek
as the air drops
casting a line of cloud
on the dark satin sheet of night
On occasion, peeking through
the sheet of cloud he yells peek a boo
joining his neon friends, painting the night
shades of pink, yellow and white
as hours follow minutes as seconds pass by
and animals make noise on the land and the sky
as to this day, we bid a fond goodbye
Cedar
Salford 3rd December
A response to the daily challenge at Daily word prompt
Conquering the blue
Each one towering over the other to get to the clouds
Dynamic in their structure
As their red branches and green fronds
Rise high up in the sky
Falling through the cracks
#octpowrimo #nature
Salford, 11th October 2018
It’s hard for a seed
To grow up in the big city
As it flies from its mum
And falls to the floor
Drifting in the wind
If lucky, it will land
Onto soft warm soil
But usually, it finds concrete
So it sleeps , and it grows
Fed by the rain
While it finds its own way
Through the sand and the drains
Popping up for sunshine
To the world saying hello
Don’t pull it from the pavement
For a bit, let it grow.
Here’s Another poem on a tree seed Helicopters, feel free to take a look and comment
Seasheep
#octpowrimo #acrostic #seasheep #underwater
Something on the seabed
enjoys the fare the simple algae provide
as the sea grass grows under their feet
something like what you’d see on the moors enjoys a feast
hopping around the sea bed and
eating his greens…much like a similar beast
existing above the water
perhaps that’s why he’s got a similar name
Things people grow
#fuschias
#daffodils
Feathered Cacophony
Salford 26th September
What happens early morning…when someone’s been generous with the birdseed!
It begins quietly enough,
the graceful movement of flapping wings
stopping at an observation point
whilst they check out the opposition
The seed scatters , bouncing on the tarmac
and feathered friends, in an instant
become mortal enemies – as they nip and scratch and barge
to enable the best pickings
Noises increase from roof to tree
and Mums and dads say whats for tea
the little ones sit and wait
for something to fall on their dinner plate
Resident cats look from a distance
as the birds scrap on
unaware of
the dangers ahead
And with one sight of fur
feathers fly in a blur
as they think its best
to return to the nest
Tears of a cloud
mother nature announced
the end of summer
the winds went wild
and the clouds went through
a stream of emotion
anger and upset
lightning bolts thrown in major league tantrums
many of them sobbed
as their tears fell to the ground below
