10th January 2019
I could say mother natures been cooking,
but she’s obscured my view
I can barely see, what’s in front of me
never mind a metre or two
And the pea soup – its a moving
as it follows the warmth of the ground
its making pretty whirls and swirls
as it moves around
And its not easy when your commuting
from museum to back to home
as the fog falls on down, it makes you frown
as you might just be looking through foam!
#sounds #acrostic
Sunday evening, is a whole lot quieter than Sunday morning
Outside, the rumble of traffic is down to a minimum
Unless it’s a plane or a train you want to catch
Navigating those roads should be a breeze
Double glazing muffles any noises, and the wildlife are
Sleeping in their beds soundly, keeping warm
Sunday 2nd December 2018
#advent #candle #christmas
Creating light out of darkness
A sign of new things to come
Now that advent is underway each
Decorated candle will be
Lit bringing light to the house and as
Each candle is lit, Christmas comes closer
#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
In the dawn light of a winters morning
its very hard to see
why the important man with his
very important briefcase
should be stood at the platform
getting covered in snow
if he’d listened to the announcer –
a bus arrived two minutes ago
but he let it pass
and like an ass
he stands there in the snow
in the Dim light of the station
Will he catch his train….hmmm? No.
Salford, Friday 29th December 2017
Camped by a Christmas tree and warmly wrapped in a throw
out of the way of the wind and the snow
Zedding at moments in front of the TV
yet waiting for time that mum and dad call for tea.
you could call it crisp
its definitely dark
stars in the sky night twinkle and spark
out in the distant carpet called space
each cluster of stars don’t seem out of place
and standing like statues,
they watch as snow falls
creating their flurries that land soft but tall
Salford, 11th December
They said the mercury was rising today
Well, someone didn’t inform Jack Frost and his winter imps
For as I write, sat perched in a chair by a radiator
They appear to have left pretty patterns
All over peoples car windows and roofs
Seems like he’s skipped across the skies too,
As there’s a definite blue streak across Salford skylines
Salford, 25th November 2017
The change in seasonal colour came quickly this year,
some might say the bright sparks at the weather office got caught out
summers hand seemed to draw into the autumn days
and while winter popped up in the chill of the western wind
the leaves stayed green for a week or two more
till one day the trees said they’d had enough
and the leaves 🍁 turned like traffic lights from green to red
taking on tones from amber to orange, from red to brown ,
toughening up to face the hardness of winter
as they dropped to the floor below
and the welcome to walkers travelling on this carpet ?
the crunch of leaves 🍁 saying hello 👋
