from inkdrop – poetry, places and events
#weather #snow #birds
Falling ice
isn’t the best
festive present
for our feathered friends
so for a few flighting hours
they sit atop the tallest trees
where they take shelter
under the fronds
of an evergreen branch
while watching
balanced snowballs
above their heads
I
It’s been warm the past few days
the mercury rising in the kitchen thermometer
but apart from an hour and occasional shower
the only thing to see outside
are the feathered friends who in air have flied
II
The stone guards are drenched
out in the backyard
Life of a garden fairy
at the moment – is hard
a lake is forming by the rocks
and drenching their once perfect locks
III
And out in the garden the insects are about
with cascading rain – they’re being caught out
emergency mission – fishing them from the drink
before into deep water – they begin to sink
each beetle and ladybird fished from the rain
and put someplace safe – away from the drain.
#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
#Writeclub #Poetry #Icebergs
2nd November 2020
A piece written for the online writeclub on something a little frosty, but even they have a bit of character!
They’re floating in the sea
like unseen Bazookas
Their glacial shadows casting
over the cold blue water
as the fleet of little boats
navigate around them
Birds sing out a warning to
their fisherman friends below
Careful dear friends – its squeeky bum time!
but out in the depths – the ice mountains wail
their triangular forms weighed down in discombobulation
Its lonely out here – we only want a hug!
#Television #Technology #Nature #Birds #Art #octpowrimo
Digital Telly was never supposed to be like this
with the computer looking after the signal
it was supposed to be clearer and sharper
with up to the minute relayed information
on your big screen TV
They never saw your aerial being used as a perching post…..
#acrostic #lockdown
Magpies are having a field day
as the neighbourhood still sleeps
nipping on and off the rooftiles while
cats on the ground they creep
household activity – minimum
everyone’s taken to bed, for
somebody said there’s a lockdown, so
they’ve decided to rest their heads
even the stadiums are empty – no fans to follow the score
reality needs them return now – so the teams can hear them roar
#octpowrimo #nesting
You would think they’d disappeared
occasional feathered bird flying past the window
up in the eaves and the guttering
note a rustling in the evergreens
occasionally, the dad bird flies out to pick out
worms from the grass, he’s
kitting out the family
nest while mum looks after the nest
of course, he’ll look after the nest
while mum pops out to the birdbath
#oct19 #octpowrimo
The alarm goes off ringing
its time to get up
a click of the kettle
a clink of a cup
The rumbling of wheels
travelling down the road
tooting their horns
past my abode
Silence for a while
as i’m sipping my tea
broken by tweets
from a bird or three
#cyw #pinkflamingo #octpowrimo
playing around with his feathers
Balanced on one leg
Waiting for that moment
When the keeper comes in
And throws another shovel
Of fresh Morecambe shrimp
Into the water
#Writephoto #Tokens
In a rock garden, secluded away from the weather
a hardened young magpie, is out to make things better
he’s building up a place, for his mate to lay eggs
or simply for somewhere to rest her legs
and with things he’s located about and around
he’s decorated the nest site and the surrounding ground
