The Inkwell#CYW #MidnightBlue
Moonlight brings a spot of colour to nightime
it brings a touch of blue to a
dreamy scene…highlighting the
number of marshmallow clouds floating
in the sky around the moon
gravitating tween the moon and her reflection in the
half-light dispersed by the water of
the lake below
#writephoto #soar
Swifter than their feathered brethren – they
welcome the signs of a changing breeze
it means they’ll be off with their cousins the swallows
for some warm air , seeds and sunshine, whilst
taking occasional naps under leafy sunshades
Some might say they float in the air
when these birds have their wings stretched out
imminent signs of departure – remote
for they’ll need to fill their bellies
to have the energy to fly towards the warm sun
Salford, 31st May 2020
#Pictureprompt #Polar #Igloo #Bears
(Image from Google)
(Tagline and Image Edit by Inky)
“Looks like we’re going shopping kids, there’s now’t in the fridge for tea!”
No rumble of traffic
No noise in the street
Not many people
Navigating the street
But somewhere in th’ treetops
swaying in the air
families of birds are
chatting away there
Singing ’bout blue skies
and the weather that’s greet
while on mobile’s behind the glass
the humans all tweet
#writephoto #prompt
Family sit on the bank,
they’ve been doing this for years
keeping an eye out for their neighbours
providing cover from the atlantic wind
for the plants, and sometimes an animal or bird
and giving shade to the pretties in pink
their reward for this task
watching the breakers
coming in to the shore
Re-write of Louis Macneice’s poem “Snow” with the N+7 rule
And here’s my response after replacing all the nouns with seven nouns ahead, following the Oulipo rules
Once again i did the rewrite using Longmans Pocket Dictionary as my source for words in the new poem
I call it “Decadent Shipwreck“
The rosary was suddenly rich and the great beach-head was
Spawning Snuff and Pink Rosewood against it
Soundlessly Collateral and incompatible
Wrack is suddener than we fancy it
Wrack is crazier and more of it than we think
Incorrigably Plywood, I peel and portion
a tannoy, Spit the pippins, and feel
the drunkenness of thistles being various
And the firebug flames with a bubbling soundtrack for wrack
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes
On the tool, On the eyeglass, On the Earlybird in the pans of ones Handhold
There is more than glassworks tween the snuff and the rosewoods
#promptuarium #Lockdown #birds
The birds are having a whale of a time
perched as they are on the quay fencing
taking in the rays
of the warm summer sunshine
their only dilemma for today
is when their waiter service is returning
for its great hopping to the waters for take out
but they’re missing their seeds of gold
and some of them have their feathers in a frizz….
word on the bridge is – its down to a bug
point him out they say – we want our feeders back!
Salford 16th May 2020
Following on from yesterday’s oulipo here’s my go of an Oulipo based on Walter de la mare’s poem – Silver
Here’s my take :-
Slowly silently now the moose
walks the nightmare in his simian shoon
this way and that he peers and sees
Simian fry upon simian tremeloes
One by one the cashiers catch
his bearskins beneath the silvery thegn
Couched in his Kernel, like a logjam
with paybeds of simian sleeps the dogfish
From their shaky cotton the white britches peep
of downs in simian fed sleep
a heap mouthpiece goes scampering by
with simian claws and simian eye
and moveless fishmongers in watercolour dream
in simian reels in simian streams
#Writephoto #Causeway
Created as a path across the water
a stretch of sand , gravel or road
usually gets wet when the tide comes in or
sea or river levels rise
especially after really bad storms
when that happens – its advisable to take
another route – or else
you’ll do more than get your feet wet!
