from inkdrop – poetry, places and events
#photography
Salford, 21st January
Regular readers know i set up this website to share my scribbles and the photos and events that go with them
well, whilst i’ve been setting up Son of Hex….i received an e-mail for my photography from those wonderful chaps at Viewbug.
you can take a look at my profile on there HERE
Might have been the scene i took the other day that inspired the award, it was snowing at the time
Not enough for a snowman though 🙂
#Stained #Glass #Window #Poetry #art #crafts
Produced from pieces of coloured glass
individually picked out and placed in a frame
capturing a scene of a famous building
together, as the sun shines through each piece
up on the walls a coloured scene appears
reactions – by the people amazing
enjoying the site on the steel walls
#cyw #salmon
Swimming against the flow, in an
attempt to keep their species going
laying eggs in a safe spot
many are laid, but
often they fall prey, to hungrier fish around them or
netted by the fisherman, who’s looking for something for tea
#Music #Sea
Follow the musical notes
of the rocks and the shells as they roll
sea creatures musically munching
sat with their chums by an old relation
in time, they too will be part of the scenery, but as you
listen you can hear the shellfish happily going about their business
#fowc #strategy
school fun in the playground
taking time out from spelling and sums
rolling out your fleet of ships
as you mark them out on your eight by eight grid
then you guess where your pal has hidden his
each marking the
guesses with a cross where each vessel is
you’ll play this all day – or until the schoolbell rings for class
#socs #firstthing
Before you start
running about in the morning, your inner
engine needs its fuel. It’s
a little bit silly to run on empty
keep it simple – a little something to
fill your tum to see you through the morning
activity till lunch time
sausages and bacon are great – but
that’s more akin to twelve o clock – not eight
#promptuarium
The bear and the eskimo
stared at each other
by the entrance to the igloo
While the eskimo feared he’d be lunch
he needn’t have worried
The bear just wanted out of the cold
I
They say that cats are lucky
They say they’ll always thrive
They say they’re just like humans
with character and drive
one thing they don’t tell you
you’re happy to be alive
II
Playing cards with the reaper
as if you have the time
listening to the clock hand
or even the bells chime
wasting your life in a worry
should be considered a crime
III
Getting out when you can get about
Watching the dice as they land
Trying to avoid disappointment
if results are not what you planned
filling a space and enjoying it
and appreciated ? Grand!
Dreamy, light and fluffy
enjoyed by young and old alike
luscious strawberries held in a moment
it’ll be wolfed down by all
captured in the glass as it is
it’s not any old mousse – and
of course – those at the table will ask “Any more?”
usually, its chef’s privilage to go at the mixing bowl – but
someone will be re-using it to make seconds – or sharing….
Royal prince of the flowerbeds, is what they’d call you (if they could)
everyone attracted to your deep purple shades
greenery frames you perfectly
attracting the butterflies as well as the
Lords and ladies, who seek you out in the grounds
