Falling through the cracks

Nature, Outdoors, Parks, Poetry

#octpowrimo #nature

Salford, 11th October 2018

It’s hard for a seed

To grow up in the big city

As it flies from its mum

And falls to the floor

Drifting in the wind

If lucky, it will land

Onto soft warm soil

But usually, it finds concrete

So it sleeps , and it grows

Fed by the rain

While it finds its own way

Through the sand and the drains

Popping up for sunshine

To the world saying hello

Don’t pull it from the pavement

For a bit, let it grow.

Here’s Another poem on a tree seed Helicopters, feel free to take a look and comment

Stalagmites and stalactites

Poetry

The water moves on

Through the open mouth

Of the mountain cave

As the water drips

And occasionally drops

On the rocks it stops

Adrift from the rain

Now clinging to the rock

Dragons canines shine

Little creatures cling

To the old mighty dragon

Safety in numbers

As moonlight shines on

Each pearly white, the minerals

Hold on for dear life

Battenburg

Eating, Food, Poetry

Salford 17th August 2018

battenburg

#Cake #Marzipan #Sweet #Battenburg #Sponge #Pudding #Jam

Built like

a sponge colossus

to many – a

teatime snack to

enjoy just after your chops and vegetables

now how much you have is down to you

but then again – its a question of how much sponge

unless of course, you don’t like Marzipan

reactions to this cake – understandable

“great!  can we have one more slice please ?”

Colourful Swarm

Art, Arts, Poetry

#beeinthecity

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brought out of the hive

everyone is smiling at them…

each one bringing colour to the street

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if you walk  through the city, you’ll see

numbers of them by

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the terraced areas of the city, their

hive now used by the residents to soak up the sun

each bee happy of the attention they get

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Ludwig Van Bee-thoven

Congregated in well known areas, the

Insects bring a smile to

Those who pass by,

Yelling to the youngsters – “You al’right our kid” ?

Getting crafty

Art

Salford, Wednesday 8th August

#crafts #stamps #art #ink

Returning to a craft, I enjoyed doing.

The medium…simple enough linoleum, like the stuff mum and dad used to tile the kitchen with, only a lot more plainer than the colourful patterns that contained

My tools, an inked pad, like the ones they had at school, and a carving tool…with attachments you had to treat like a drill

The subject, a common tree leaf, basic as you can find at this time of year, and drawn out onto the linoleum and then cut out

Transferring the design onto the Lino in reverse, came first. Do it the other way you would get a reverse image…and that would just be daft.

You took care with the tool…that thing cutting into the medium could also take out the ends of your fingers. Once finished the carvings went into the bin. Before I did a test run.

Letting the ink form a thin layer on the Lino, before applying just the right amount of pressure to print onto the paper

For a first attempt, it’s not that bad…I’ll be giving it a go with some watercolour to create a picture, later.

Pigpen

Poetry

#message #cipher #hidden

Like Poirot or James Bond , out for a clue

Over the message you did stew

Nobody knew who had left it there

Great time you spent reading to make you aware

Chocolate location the source of the code

If you could crack it you’d be off to its abode

Pretty hard was the code that hid the text

Holding the place you had the be next

Except this code, might have you beat as you

Reveal the location of the sweet yummy treat