The Inkwell
Perhaps its my inner pooh-bear
at play but i’m
crazee about these
happy jungle animals
you’ll see they have big ears and long noses
definately adept at reaching fruit and nuts
elevated in the tallest trees
really high up
many seen in the jungle, but also seen elsewhere
#Octpowrimo #Memories #Holiday #Turtle #turkey
Travelling from quite a fair distance
Up on my bedside cupboard, lives a soap stone turtle
Regaled in fancy patterns, carved by the artisan
Turns heads with newcomers who haven’t seen him
Likes to hang about with others of his kind
Except – while he is Black and White – his pal is in colour
#Fowc #Encounter #Rhino #Zoo
Armour Plated cousin of
Our dear old friend the horse
Lives off lots of green stuff
and fruits and berries of course!
With that great big horn on the end of his snout
you’d be careful when he starts running about
but he’s friendly to all who visit his lawn
and the keepers who look after his shiny white horn
Salford 1st July 2020
#writeclub #monsters #poetry #kidspoetry
as part of my write club challenges, i wrote a piece about a “Monster” with claws and teeth and horns – more like a caterpillar with 100 Feet!
(Anyone with kids remember a Lotsa-Lotsa-Leggs ? 🙂 )
I know , you know its not halloween
but i’ve got to tell you about this thing i’ve seen
snaking round Salford’s streets
with over a hundred colourful feet
A fluffy centipede , orange fur, purple hair
grown ups walking past they stare
at multi coloured spikes on his back
they move on quickly – in case of attack
If they had thought – they’d would have seen
those spikes were just fur
he want’s something to munch on
to sleep and to purr
And who does he bump into ? – our neighbours cat
who gives him some room in the upstairs flat…
so before going to bed, he eats leaves and shoots
resting on a mat, his hundred or so boots
And during the dusk, you’ll see them both play
with a ball made of wool – in a particular way
playing under the moon and having some fun
and enjoying a nap – when the day has begun
#writephoto #prompt
Family sit on the bank,
they’ve been doing this for years
keeping an eye out for their neighbours
providing cover from the atlantic wind
for the plants, and sometimes an animal or bird
and giving shade to the pretties in pink
their reward for this task
watching the breakers
coming in to the shore
#SoCs #Animal #Sounds #Salford #Manchester
I
Friday night in the Manchester Air
the birds are out for the night
in certain spots where the birdseed flows
and the neon lights paint the town
Sometimes Red, Sometimes Blue
II
Cats are out, and on the prowl
kings of their own domain
out in their preened green jungle
playing with their catnip toys
Sounding out a evensong
before tucking in to impromptu lunch
III
Down by the deep
under the shade – sound of feathered bridge
canard and his friends enjoy their grub – discussing the days events
keeping close together
so they keep their little ones warm
IV
four paws return from patrol
result from the hunt ? minimal
no chance of a fishy surprise – so he lets out a wail
but whats this ? something meaty awaits
by the cat blanket
V
who’s this coming up the garden path
playing in the snow and rain
big paw prints heading for the door
tail in the air, big wet nose on the floor
grown up puppy asks – Hello ! Time for Tea ? I would agree
#Cyw #Fuzzywuzzybrown
Sat by his cave , somewhere in the zoo
a relative of your old pal – winnie the pooh
climbing his branches , carefully placed
and giving his luncheon a bit of a taste
looks out at the crowd like it’s a TV
and then he goes off – in search of honey
Salford, 23rd October 2019
#Octpowrimo #cat #Memories
They called you crazy – but you were quite a character,
king of the garden and the dining room floor
ignoring the cat food – for sardines or cod
and eating fish batter – which I found rather odd
got into a fuss if little ones picked you up
but clawed for attention – worse than a pup
playing with wool balls – attending your brain
then jumping out th’window – into spring rain
You didn’t like little uns pulling your tail
but would destroy others dinners beyond the pail
dashing to your sleep spot and blanket to hide
hoping you wouldn’t be hurled outside
Sat watching telly – on the rug in the house
occasionally playing with your catnip mouse
flicking your tail, when you wanted a feed
and hiding under the sofa when you did a bad deed
Sitting halfway up a tree
Quietly observing his target
Unaware they’re being watched
In an Instant he’s jumping, and flying
Rolling about on the picnic blanket and
Ravishing the goodies laid out before him
Escaping back the way he came – and raising a smile
Loathe him ? some might, but he is a cheeky chappie.
Unusual for the runt of the litter to be top of the pile
Not used to being top of the tree
Destiny wasn’t really set out for this dog, but
Expect a surprise, for while you write him off this
Right little talented animal is
Doing his thing in front of the tv judges – and
Of course – there’s one of them who’s looking for “That special act”
Got to agree – every dog, has it’s day
