Salford (via Manchester Museum), 20th June 2020
King of the Dinosaurs!
woken up by the sound of a wide brush,
and now sitting proud in a grand hall
towering over us all
while human children look and read,
what he liked, for a feed.
Tag: Character
#Writeclub #Prompt #Object #Writing #Acrostic
The finely crafted fountain pen from France,
and his wood-turned friend from Ireland,
looked on in ultimate envy, for
even as they sat there, they could
never out-perform this mechanised workhorse
tripping out material from its masters mind
eventually, they’d be used – to sign a cheque or write a letter
destiny ? they only need look at their old chum the quill.
Categories
Artoo goes exploring
#Imagination #Character
Salford 27th May 2020
I’m guessing he got bored of listening to the hum of my TV
I’d cleared up the workspace, and used my desk cleaner – in the shape
of Starwars favourite, R2-D2 to clean up Hex, the laptop i write this blog on.
I headed off downstairs for a spot of dinner – and guess where i found him when i returned…..?
Talking to his chum (my coinbox) on the other side of the room…..
#Napowrimo #Inthefridge
Salford. 8th April 2020
A tale of an ice cube in Summer, by Inky
An ice cube took a holiday
from the freezer he was in
took a trip to warmer times
enjoying with a grin
He sat on a place by some fruit
just by the processed meat
and began to drip on his saucer
staying together – a bit of a feat
Avoiding the butter and onions
he waited in his pool
dripping away in the fridge
while others thought it cool
but then oh what a great big show,
as into a jug he did go
joining the fruit and ice cubes in the pool
keeping the humans lovely and cool
#fowc #fiction #character
Salford, 3rd April 2020
Take a germ of an idea
give it identity
a place to live
a routine, neighbours, friends
add other characters into the mix
allow actions to take place
interaction, work, sport and even – a social life
What happens next ? – that’s down to you
Your hand on the tiller of the ship of the character
Flight of Fancy ? Perhaps…..
That’s writing, that’s Fiction
#Fowc #Profile
Positioned looking east or west, you
Really only get a portion
of the person you’re looking at
filling in the details
is down, not to art or photography, but a
little thing , the old masters called conversation
expect the character you see develop from there
Announcing the arrival of autumn
under and around each branch of the trees
the keeper of the trees, mother earth has been busy
undertaking her role of changing the colours
making colourful patterns for people to look at
note, the noise that they make – mother earth has done that too!
It’s not easy being me….
I took a fall from a window
and went into flight
aided by the northwest wind
I went to pieces, without assistance
My head and legs went different places
I thought – “that’s it!” – and went to bits
as i thought i’d played my aces
But from the kerb and the grass
i saw a hand pass
and head and body did rise
(to my upmost surprise!)
I looked up at the lad,
as i went good from bad
and we headed back home
a new place to roam
So i sit on the shelf, thankful for health
with other model toys – oh joy of joys
enjoying my place – in my safety of space
and spending time as i can – a new lego man.
#Fowc #Inconspicuous
Salford, 12th August 2019
He was always there
that face in the crowd of a thousand
blink and you wouldn’t miss him
till one day – you looked
and you found , he’d gone
disappeared
and you wondered – why
Categories
The Rebel
#Fowc #Rebel
Salford, 6th July 2019
the one everyone remembered at school
not breaking the rules, just bending them
wearing skirts just above regulation
and turning up just in time avoiding detention
her fellow classmates – adored her act
popularity in the school yard ? – an absolute fact
but the lad in the library – reading his books
was the one she was after – if only he looked.
