The Inkwell
#SocS #Day #Rain
Rainy Days ?
They happen more than less at my home town
thing is people casually forget
the city and county i live in – has a number of rivers and canals
when the sun comes out this causes evaporation
and occasionally formation of the odd cloud or two
yes, they tend to drop when they’re not wanted
but the stuff that falls keep the wells and reservoirs full
and when the time is right, putting a pair of
bright red wellies on and splashing in the puddles
is great fun.
#fowc #sponge
I
Something found on the sea shore
perhaps lying lazily around the cockles, whelks and clams
on occasion, travelling by bobbing about the water
numbers of them can be spotted on the seaweed
getting their nutrients for the day from
each drop of seaweed they enjoy
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Supping up the drops of soapy bathwater
propped up by perfumed foam
often sinking below the water line
navigating its way towards the plug hole
gets squeezed during bath time by
excitable kiddies
#Bridge #Writephoto
They dug a channel
so the goods could get
to the shops quicker
It filled with water
Really Fast
as it was joined up to the sea
The locals weren’t happy
for they couldnt get to their chums
on the other side of the water
Boatmen acting like pirates
put off the bosses
building a ferry landing
so two towers either side
were built by canal men with pride
and the locals were not at all cross
as they had something they could walk across
#writephoto #subsea
Fish and Crockpots Image c/o KL Caley
Down on the ocean bed
the things around make a wonderful home
while the kids are learning at school
mum and dad are servicing their little home
keeping it ship-shape while
looking after their baby eggs
sheltered from prying eyes
#watersport #beach
The sound of thunder
tore through the morning skyline
with no cloud in sight
foam of early morn
whipped up before the breakfast
was cooked up and served
power junkies rip
across neptune’s blue waters
brewing up ocean
Caught on a riser
powerboat turned over
hear mermaids singing
#napowrimo #chinesenewyear
They landed while everyone slept
Now floating majestically on
The banks of the canal
Awoken by the sound
Of a mighty drum
Cutting swiftly through water
In a race to the finish
Oars moving as one
As dragons race head to head
For the glory of the win
And water makes waves
As mighty dragons make way
On a path to the prize
#waterwheel #promptuarium
There was a time, where this mighty wheel
would turn the stones, that would crush the wheat
for the flour that made your morning bread
Today however, it’s taking a day off
for some clever person thought
chucking stones into a stream
was a good idea
and while the fish go another direction
along the river bank
the mill wheel sits there , waiting
waiting for the water to return
#writeclub #challenge
Its floating in the sea
like an unseen Bazooka
Shadows casting over
bright blue water
Birds sing out to
their fishing friends below
Careful all –
Its squeaky bum time!
But out there in the cold
This mountain of ice wails –
I ONLY WANT A HUG
Red Canoe Enters
The bay of the Canal side
ready for paddles
Red Canoe Enters
Cutting through watery depths
Creating White Waves
Red Canoe Enters
Gliding past the floating buoys
in shades of orange
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
The Inkwell