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Beach Poetry Seaside Seasons

Sunset

Salford, 31st March 2020

A poem on the sun going down by inky – its been published by Forward Poetry, appeared on Luna’s blog at Lunatheblog.com and now its back home – enjoy the read………

The pebbles on the shore
were picked up and stacked
for skimming on the sea

Stacked with care
Precariously balanced
The wind made them wobble

The sun watched as
it created shadowy silhouettes
around the sandy shore

Till the tide began to turn
and the stack on the shore
alerted the little ones

The pebbles on the shore
told the children playing on the sand
it was time to go for dinner

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Poetry Seasons Winter

Sounds of Winter

#ice #snow #winter

Early morning wake up call

the winds are bawling

“Jack frosts been calling”

Dancing with the frost fairies

all across the land

And underfoot, the fallen leaves

have hardened up and stood their ground

deciding not to be pushed around

defiantly cracking as you tread

a sign they’re sleeping – and not dead.

The crunch of frosted grass – like ice

is enough for some to think twice

for as you make your way to your house

creeping into warm like a church mouse

in a nest under tiles, their covered up thrice

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Art Autumn Poetry Seasons

Autumn Leaves (in Wordart)

Salford, 23rd November 2019

#Autumn #Signal #Nature #Frost #Ice

The weather’s changing, so I created this colourful arty piece with bits from an old notebook….enjoy the read

Words by inky, Font type : Deathfromabove – Link – HERE

As the Mercury retreats towards its bulb, i’ll be creating more of these.

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Acrostic Autumn Nature Poetry Seasons

Chestnut

#CYW #Chestnut

6th November 2019

Coming from two trees that hold its name

Horse and Sweet varieties exist

Each Autumn kids can be found playing games with conkers

Sweet fare created from the conkers sibling

Tartlets and pies and they’re even used at the Christmas table

Note however – you can’t eat the conker

Unless of course – you happen to be a squirrel

Though its easier if you find one – to plant it for a new tree.

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Acrostic Character Nature Outdoors Parks Seasons

Mother Earth

fallen leaves on a Salford park bench captured by inky using a SAMSUNG Digimax 202

Announcing the arrival of autumn

under and around each branch of the trees

the keeper of the trees, mother earth has been busy

undertaking her role of changing the colours

making colourful patterns for people to look at

note, the noise that they make – mother earth has done that too!

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Acrostic Seasons Summer Warm Weather

face in the clouds

Salford 29th July 2019

smiling clouds
Smiling cloud – image c/0 flickr hivemind

#Weather #Seasons #Summer #Acrostic

Summer sees me ignore the cirrus and and stratus

Taking in the rays peering through summers marshmallows

Reality is – something’s been smiling floating in the air

A smiling cloud, happy in the blue

Tears ? not today…and when Ra gets a little bit to fierce

A fluffy cloud and his chums are there to provide a bit of cover

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Garden Insects Poetry Seasons Spring

Bumblebee Bokeh

Salford 27th February 2019

#Spring #Bumblebee #Photography

Bumblebee on a purple flower, taken with a bokeh lens, slightly out of focus so attention drawn to the bumblebee
The bumblebees are back!
bokeh shot of a bumblebee by inky

The message is out

It’s getting warmer out there

as stripy furry workers

head for the sticky sweet pollen

hidden in those colourful flowers



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Photography Seasons Weather

Challenge 30 – No.26

“Weather”

5th February 2019

Red skies at Night, Shepherds Delight…..

Red Sky at Night, Shepherds Delight - an example.

This old phrase is still around today.

It was the shepherds way of telling fine weather – a red sky at night normally foretold of fine weather next morning

Whilst a red sky in the morning, normally was followed by grey clouds in the skies above. It gave the shepherd time to get his flock onto lower ground and avoid an immediate drenching 🙂

We’re not out of winter yet in the UK, no matter what the met office say, and I’ve known it snow in March, despite it being technically Spring.

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Acrostic Poetry Seasons Weather Winter

In retreat

#octpowrimo

winters calling,

in some ways, the mercury retreating was

notably a sign from the thermometer

travelling swiftly toward the bulb

even the food has changed from salads to

roasts and shepherds pie

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Nature Poetry Seasons

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