birds

Abandoned (Derelict)

Places, Poetry

#FFFC #Abandoned #Derelict #Brokenwindows

with thanks to Aron Jäger@unsplash.com for providing the Image

I remember the weeks before the builders moved in

the children, were now learning – in bright shiny blocks

up the road in the next district

whilst the old building sat – a nest for the birds

and a target for vagabonds with little on their minds

smashed glass and vibrant graffiti the order of the day

as the old iron gates sat rusting

waiting for the wrecking balls to arrive

The Race

Birds, Poetry

T

They’ve waited around
practicing their manoeuvres
up and down the canal side
mastering approaches

Eyes focused
for a signal
and a time
and a place of green

Spring afternoon
perfect conditions
for old friends
to compete against each other

Superstar sportsmen
can only sit and watch
as gladiatorial battles take place
on the terracotta tiles

Spectators look on
from vaulted vantage points
up high and looking down
on the contest below

As they take their positions
and wait for the starter
spreading the breadcrumbs
across the walkway

On Patrol

Animals, Birds, Poetry

The black feathered aviators are out on patrol again

You could call them “The flying squad”

Keeping the streets of Salford Quays

free from the menace of breadcrumbs

as they clean a square metre in five minutes flat

passing professors doing their sums

and staring as if to say – “What’re you lookin’ at ?”

while seagulls know not to pounce or enter a fight

with the flying squad – they’ll get a fright

Hotel for the birds

Birds, Life, Nature, Outdoors, writing

Salford, 23rd March 2019

Modified from an instagram post i posted this morning,

When i wake up

What do i see, beyond the works of

Writing on my desk ?

Wide, are the curtains flung – from

West to east – bringing light to the painted

walls where i do most of my scribbling

Marshmallow pillows float

softly in Salford Skies as

flocks of feathered friends

return from their alfresco restaurant, to

five star accommodation – peering across towards my way

as they enjoy the view.

Little bird

Accidents, Acrostic, Character, Nature

Salford 1st March

Like a bullet

It flew down the street

Towards the other side of the dual carriageway and

The waterside

Local cats, couldn’t catch him

Even if they tried – he was too far up to reach

Before our feathered friend

Islands of Plenty – with seeds galore

Ready to be eaten by our feathered friend and his chums

Dropped on a patch of green

Challenge 30 – No22

Animals, Life, Nature, Photography

“Move the Camera”

Looking One Way….


And then the other

Its funny how a couple of steps, or a turn of the body can change the view of what you are capturing.

I was stood by the pontoon of the watersports centre on Salford Quays, when the Canada Geese came up the centenary walkway for their elevenses.

In they came one after the other, heading for a grassy spot by the pontoon where a water bailiff had generously left some bird food across it. They all ate like royalty, and then waddled back down the walkway to the watersports centre, where they hopped in and out of the canal basins