The Inkwell
#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
Salford 4th May
#stillness #writeclub
Calmness lives across the bay
No golden trams rumbling past
No ripples or young fish at play
No parties of football fans starting to mass
Somewhere beyond the water deep
The King of the Salmon is down in his keep
But with no other fisherman making them leap
He’s resting among greenery – fast asleep
The trees by the water – are eerily still
No wind to speak of – so they aren’t bending at will
The wildlife sit in the branches of trees
As the mercury rises by a couple of degrees
And strange as it is – the birds make no noise
Sat on their metal perch – with perfect poise
Watching the bubbles of the fish in the Deep
Watching the fish in their home – fast asleep
#writephoto #torrent
I.
The creator dropped his tool again
Turning the clouds a different shade of blue
The Angels sighed – and then
They cried – and their tears
Turned towards the earth below
II.
The raindrops raced to reach the ground
some landed on the ragged rocks
some landed on fragrant fruits
whilst others joined their pals
in a race down the river
III
Rapidly rolling raindrops
Rotating , turning and foaming in
Revolving and lifting formations
Ripping and carving curves through the
Riverbank
IV
Construction – halted
Crafty beavers, otters and water-rats alike
Carefully watch the waters move so
Creation of a new home or dam can
Commence
Salford 20th August 2019
#fowc #acrostic #plug
Positioned in a strategic place
letting you keep the water in the bath or sink
until you pull its chain and let
gravity draw the water down the copper pipe its been covering
Salford, 4th July 2019
#Fowc #Aquarium #Fish
A picture of the underwater world
quorums of fish meet up in view of human eyes
under temperature controls
as schools of fish travel around
richly seeded beds of coloured gravel
in search of the fish food, hidden
under each pebble and on each sunken artifact
moving quickly past the glass
#Acrostic #Water
Rising up from the surface
In a kind of domino fashion
Pattern of concentric circles appear
Perpetrated by a pebble
Landing on, and falling through the water
Expanding outwards till they meet another circle when
Small Splashes occur on the surface
“Depth”
Deep down on the sea bed
Eager crustaceans
Play cat and mouse with
The fishermen up above them, and
Hoping they avoid the fishermans traps as they
Scurry along the sandy sea bed
