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Poetry

Breakfast time

#poetry #salford #docks #geese #swans #ducks #breakfast

Ducks and Geese on Salford Quays
feathered friends on Salford Quays

What attracts our feathered friends

to the dock on a sunday morning

you would think they’d be happy

simply swimming over the surface

of the calm waters of the canal

Could it be the man from the council

Spreading sensational delights

on their favourite meeting spot ?

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Animals Cats Poetry

In Other Words – Delicious

A five line response to the picture provided for the prompt by Patricia’s Place @ https://patriciasplace.me/

perfectly pampered puddytat

ponders whats for tea

perhaps chicken or pork, or maybe – beef ?

his belief – but today his wish

is a big plate of fish

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Poetry

Wednesday Morning, 6.30

#Octpowrimo #Morning #Sunrise

Wednsday morning, 6.30 am : Image by Brian F Kirkham

An early morning piece from inky.

In twenty four society, there’s no time for beauty sleep

There’s parcels to be delivered from point A to B

and piles of paper to be rounded up for recycling

rolling down the main road – the recycling van rumbles

trying his best not to rouse the resting citizens

having run a race with Ra, and won

as the victor , returning to the depot sees the runner up

rise slow above the horizon – reward for the crew ? Breakfast.

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Food Poetry

Brambles

Born on a spikey berry bush

Purple / pink fruit bursting with flavour

bursting with juice – pressed to the touch

cooked down in a pan – to a tasty mush

turned into jelly – a taste to savour

spread over bread – or sometimes toast

kids enjoy the tastes so much

Breakfast time they enjoy them the most

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Animals Birds Breakfast Character Poetry

Seagulls Lament

#Promptuarium

ow

I suppose you thought that was funny ?

here I am sat by the bins

enjoying what could be my only meal for miles

and you decide to disturb my breakfast

Innocently enjoying the fish in the box

then over my foot comes this big heavy rock

expecting me to just fly away

I was too busy eating – no time to play

If I were human – I might have had words

but thing is being feathered – I’m only a bird

you wouldn’t want my beak coming round you to peck

so why use a big stone – I could have broke my neck!

I should count myself lucky – it wasn’t from a gun….

but disturbing my breakfast – wasn’t much fun

so i’ll return the favour – when you come back from the shop

expect something to land – coming down with a plop!

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Home Life Poetry Transport

Early Morning

Salford 23rd August 2018

Squeaky doors

are better clarion calls

than any alarm clock

on the market

 

Slumbered silence

broken by a cistern

attracts you to the noise

of the nearby main road

 

Luna’s departure

allows Ra to announce

“The morning is here!

it’s time to get up”

 

And motorised monsters

or kings of the road

make their way delivering boxes

either side of the tarmac

 

Solitary Swallow

converses with the neighbours

on a nearby roof –

tweets the news – no laptop required

 

The rumble of early morning traffic

cascading through the windows

is followed by the crack of an egg

falling into sizzling bacon fat

 

Kettle whistles through the concrete

up through the bedroom floor

your first cup of the day is ready

milk and two sugars ?

 

 

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Animals Life Photography Weather

Heading out west

Salford 19th June 2018

#life #travel #sunrise #breakfast #morning

I woke up early this morning, the local wildlife were up with the sun. I’m unaware of what they were discussing….probably breakfast, or maybe football ⚽️ . If anybody knows what rooks , blackbirds, song thrushes, and pigeons talk about over breakfast…please let me know

I spotted two aircraft travelling over the skies of Salford this morning. Don’t know where they were going, but I’m sure it was some place nice and hot. Sun is slowly making its way above the horizon in the east, soon it will be bright and sunny

The soft rolling traffic from the early morning Trafford road makes a somewhat pleasant accompaniment to the sound of the ticking clock. But in what’s now known as a twenty four hour society/world , there’s always deliveries to be made, early morning jobs to get to and work to be done

There’s a break in the quiet rumble of the traffic, as a Motorcycle rider mistakes one of the carriageways for a stretch of the Isle of Man TT race course. It’s awoken the pigeons kipping in the eaves of the nearby apartment block.

Another trail of white crosses the Salford skies as the rumble of early morning traffic continues. The broadcasters will be preparing the news items for delivery about now, whilst out on the waterfront, as the deliveries come in and out of the factories of Trafford park, and noise from The Trafford road begins to grow, feathered residents of the nearby basins are flexing their webbed feet , attending to cygnets and goslings all and pondering the really important issues of the day,

What’s for breakfast ?

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Poetry

The Austerity Breakfast

Thin

(you’ll either love it or hate it)

Lightly boil two eggs and place aside

Put two pieces of bread in your toaster

Once toasted, slice into soldiers and smear with Marmite / Vegemite

you won’t need the butter – and save on the salt

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Eating Food Growing up Pleasures Poetry

Eggy Bread

Egg

This ain’t no restaurant “French toast”

it’s made over burning logs

in the country air

Foundation for the morning

Set against a glorious sunrise

and cups of camp tea

Thick crusty bread

absorbed in a lake of

golden runniness

Bacon awaits its partner

as it cooks away

in its fat

Poor Man’s omelette ?

after a night on the hills

it’s the food of kings.

Knives and forks ?

or eaten as a sandwich

only quandry – sauce Red or Brown ?

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Acrostic Food

Snack

Snack

Sent by the food gods

Nicely made treats from the pastry shop or Cafe

A thing to take off the edge – in that hour or two before lunch

Created by Artistes who know a thing or two about Sweets – now, is it

Krispy Kreme or a Gregg’s Doughnut with your cuppa ?