Dancing on Air

Life, Memories, Poetry, Schooldays

#octpowrimo

Salford , 10th October 2018

I don’t remember exactly

When my clumbersome feet

Felt lighter than a feather

Perhaps it was walking across fields of flowers

Or watching the squirrels In the local park,

Rolling around in the mounds of freshly cut grass

Or maybe, it was the taste of strawberries in winter,

Hiding away in a little fruit tartlet

Or at most, the moment at that high school dance

Where the girl I had an eye on gave me half a chance

Moments now scattered in the mind, here and there

Moments I was literally dancing on air

Things people play with

Photography, Poetry, Toys

#cffc #thingspeopleplaywith

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Puzzles

perplexing

confusing

trialling

three words to describe an imagine puzzle

they arrive at the recipients house…fully completed

seems easy doesn’t it ?   The simplest of objectives

dismantle and reconstruct

my advice….leave them in the cellophane

if you value a shred of your sanity

for once opened….it’ll take it bit by bit.

Seasheep

Animals, Nature, Poetry

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#octpowrimo #acrostic #seasheep #underwater

Something on the seabed

enjoys the fare the simple algae provide

as the sea grass grows under their feet

something like what you’d see on the moors enjoys a feast

hopping around the sea bed and

eating his greens…much like a similar beast

existing above the water

perhaps that’s why he’s got a similar name

Moments of madness

Poetry

#octpowrimo #obsession #love #madness

Was it the time we first met

That you settled your image in my head

Captivated by those eyes like jewels

And the engaging scent of a summer morning in winter

Your voice is everywhere…even in the silence

And my head turns round, to even the slightest image of you

Could you call it obsession ?

I’d call it possession

For everywhere I look

You’re there

You’ve taken my heart, without need of a knife

And somehow become a part of my life

Conquered

Outdoor Pursuits, Poetry

#OctPoWriMo

6th October 2018

You’ve been trying to climb that hill for a while now

facing off against its challenges

its crags, sharp sides and slippy hand holds

not to mention the wet slate underneath

dark purples your pals as you rose

overcoming every obstacle in your way

take in the rewards at the top

the view of the blue sky – its lovely.