Throwing the dice

I

They say that cats are lucky

They say they’ll always thrive

They say they’re just like humans

with character and drive

one thing they don’t tell you

you’re happy to be alive

II

Playing cards with the reaper

as if you have the time

listening to the clock hand

or even the bells chime

wasting your life in a worry

should be considered a crime

III

Getting out when you can get about

Watching the dice as they land

Trying to avoid disappointment

if results are not what you planned

filling a space and enjoying it

and appreciated ? Grand!

Last tin on the shelf

#metaphor

a piece wrote as a response to a photo….gave it a little character.

Last tin on the shelf….Opened (Image : B.F.Kirkham)

Down a vast array of items
in the great festive sale
sits a lowly tin of peaches

bashed from the morning jostle
its label a little worn
it sits on the shelf – alone

this tin was never – ever
going to win the contest
for most delightful

its fellow tins were taken
some hours ago
in the rush before closing

and there’s no one to see
but the Frosty sour cream
in the Fridge in Aisle C

Moments tin wishes
he was back in the plant
opportunities here – scant

So the tin waits
for morning to come
and awaits delivery mans hum

Rex

Rex – Silhouette

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.

Talented

#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.

Artoo goes exploring

#Imagination #Character

Salford 27th May 2020

Off on a wonder…..(Image by Inky)

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…..