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The Great British Write Off

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A selection of works I’ve had work published in!

Apart from writing this blog, I also maintain a presence on the Poetry Site – Allpoetry.com and contribute work to contests run by Forward Poetry.

I’ve appeared in a number of publications printed out of these contests a selection is displayed above…In response to the mass appreciation to the Great British Bake Off on BBC TV – Writers were Invited to submit their entries to the Great British Write Off

You could write about anything – but pulling two threads together – I submitted my piece “Sandwiches” – It appeared on Page 8 of the final printed book.

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The first “Great British Write Off”

for those who haven’t read it (really ?)  here’s where you’ll find it.

http://allpoetry.com/poem/11242631–Sand-wiches-by-InkdropK

I’ve entered this years Great British Write Off , and took my inspiration from family holidays I used to take around the UK Coastline…and I’m pleased to report it too has been published…whether or not I win or not – i’ll find out in 2016.

but for those who cannot wait to read it 🙂 http://allpoetry.com/poem/11981181-Sunset-by-InkdropK

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Holidays Poetry

Peacocks

Perhaps my eyes were

Engaged on the tasty dish in front of me

At first, but my eyes were

Concentrated on all the

Overall colours

Collected in feathered fans around the fountain

Kreativity in Nature’s hands – Certainly!

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Food Poetry

Formation

Tomato (BF Kirkham 2012)

Oh Happy and Humble tomato!

In your youth you joined the ranks

of the horticultural army

labouring on your leaves

in the summer sun

Rewards a plenty

as the best recruits are picked

for display in a culinary tattoo

in a Salad or Pasta dish

Numbers in your ranks depleted

but new recruits appear

ready for a new assault

at the summers blue sky

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History Museum Poetry

Lark Hill Place

DSC_0007_1A reaction to a visit to Lark Hill Place, a reconstructed victorian street located in Salford’s museum & art gallery.  Created by Inky for the Inkwell.

On your way to Peel Park,

lies an old cobbled street

from that time before Tarmac

Lay under your feet

.A Modern carriage waits

for its wheels to be fixed

By Bracegirdle’s Blacksmiths

the metals are mixed.

Off Ackers’ is Tomlinson’s

wi’ sweets of the past

and those fruit drops in th’ window

How long would they last?

To the kid chimney sweep on 2’6 a day

those sweeties would take up a part o’ their pay.

Over Ackers the music shop

plays wax discs of the day

and outside the toy shop

the local kids play

And the sound from th’ Blue Lion

rise up with a cheer!

why not its where

flagons are loaded wi ‘beer!

And as you go from the tavern

you pass the states mans home

next to th’ undertakers wi’ its

deathly tome.

The old toy shop

The Blacksmith

Penny Farthing

The Terrace at No 3

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Birds Poetry

A New Nest

As the humans left

the old Victorian building

squatters moved in

to take their place

The new owners

took a shine at first

to their feathered friends

but not for long

High pitched noises

Made it clear

to the Winged residents

“Not Wanted Here!”

And so, buildings been done

without a need

to give feathered locals

a regular feed

But, on nearby rooftops

the winged ones are back

and heavy set builders

fear feathery flak

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Nursery Rhymes Poetry

Nursery Crime

This poem was originally written for the BASIC Anthology – “Writers Cramp”

It’s been redrafted, so I’m sharing it with you here.

 

Humpty Dumpty was sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
When he fell, he cracked and looked a bit Mushed
Sources say – he may have been pushed!

Reports from the scene, say the Mad March Hare
pushed over poor Humpty as part of a dare!
But the Hatter says th’ Hare is innocent of th’crime
as they were having tea with Alice at th’time.

The Kings horses and men are all stood on guard,
By the scene of the crime, in the castle yard
Inspector Horner, or jack to his face
(the great nursery detective ace)
has been assigned to look after the case!

with his partner Jill,
and Brown bears three
Horner says th’case
will be solved by Tea!

So they’re starting today
and off in a rush
to see who gave Humpty
that horrible push!

Who committed this crime,
is anyone’s guess
but Horner and his team
will sort out the mess.

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Photography Poetry

Capturing Time (v2)

The scholars say that

oil paintings are like windows

windows to the soul

So when the light dawned

something steely simply happened

on a happy monday

From the first moment

as shutter opened and closed

World and time just stopped

Moments Freeze on glass

On The first frame of cold film

the first bit of time

Was it an act of love my dear ?

or something much more dark

developed in a photo lab

you captured me – forever in time

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Army Exhibit Museum Poetry War World War I writing

Another boot in a window

A tale of an Old Army Boot – On display in the timeline at Imperial War Museum North in Trafford, Manchester.

 

Another boot in a window ?

The cobbler must be proud!

As it’s placed in a window wi uniforms

Oh, how it sings out loud.

 

But, dear boot is looking quite shabby,

No polish on him for a while

Old mud encrusted in his leather

Is that the latest style?

 

Foreign Mud – well , its hard to get rid of

and old boot here has plenty to see

but its wailing a tone – as it sits, all alone

under someone’s old uniform it be

 

His sole it could do with some tacking

and a new lace will do there – I’m sure

as you read of his story in th’ window

one you’ve not heard of before

 

He’s telling the tale of his brother –

The one , who didn’t return

So he’ll sit there in Solemn Remembrence

In the hope, you and I, we will learn.

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History Museum Poetry

The terrace at No 3

A descriptive piece on a building in Lark Hill Place, at Salford’s Museum and Art Gallery.

Old building by Cobbles

with Oak table and chairs,

Copper Kettle boils on stove

near to the stairs.

Fruit from the grocers,

is cut up and cored

ready for the pie crust

in the oven its stored.

Washboard and Dolly tub

in the back yard they’re hooked

ready for the washing

that’s been overlooked

And when they are rinsed out

and gleaming with pride

they’ll dry on a washing line

on pegs hanging outside

And on the Oak table

the porcelain that’s the best

as the family that lives here

is having a guest.

Lark Hill Place

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Poetry

Bear, by brian f kirkham

Bear sits

Under his tree.

Yes, its time for tea.

The bees work by day and by night

Making

Delicious, Delightful, Honey

And he will enjoy the

Wonderful treat

Up high