Childhood

Bag O’Sweets

Poetry

Open up your bag and round

a quarter of sweets for half a pound a drumstick lolly that’s hard to beat lemon drops for a special treat chocolate footballs and fizzy drops the magic candy that fizzes and pops cola bottles and sherbet tubes candied shrimps and pineapple cubes Now , don’t eat them all now, they’re a treat, we agree but eat them all and you wont eat the fish and chips for your tea!

Spacekid

Astronomy, Childhood, Growing up, Poetry, Space

moondust

Salford, 22nd August 2018

Another piece inspired by the #Promptuarium

Many thought you a funny kid

On most nights they’d see you staring into space

Overlooking the positions of the stars and the zodiac

No other subject interested you more

Destiny ? to be the first man to live – on a base on the moon

Until then – you sit out in the garden – plotting your way there

Satellites floating in zero gravity over your head as you

Track your course with telescope, pencil and paper

Messy

Childhood, Family, Growing up, Poetry

Messy

It might look like world war three has arrived in the kitchen

but in reality , a masterpiece has been created

sticky fingers and flour dust on kitchen tops

even more on the cupboard doors and floor

colourful paintwork adorned on the table tops

while the finished article hangs on the refrigerator door

and all created to send out a message

“Happy Mothers Day!”

Rescued from the reject bin

Character, Childhood, Toys

Salford, 17th November 2017

Patchedupbear

 

Imperfection

A little dusty here or there

his coat could do with a mend

stuffing coming from a paw

this old bear needs a friend

 

See all the animals are off to the shops

apart from those that look like they’ve been dropped

now little bear, he wouldnt really mind

if the factory would be a little bit kind

 

A button for his jacket

and some thread for his paw

and a chance to be hugged

nothing less, nothing more

 

But just as factory is being shut down

a little lad is being shown round

over by bin – he sees the bear’s frown

and little bears luck is turned around

 

For in days to come, what fun there will be!

With new tops and buttons – and teddy bears teas…

He may be imperfect – said the boy as he roamed

but he’s my favorite bear – as they head off for home!

 

 

Building Blocks

Art, BASIC, Beach, Buildings, Childhood, Growing up, Photography, Poetry

Construct

 

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Building Blocks, at the Cabin, BASIC Clicks. (p) BFK 2016

 

It begins simply enough,

a simple bucket of bricks

stacked up from top to bottom

till at last – they topple

oh what fun!

 

The next thing you know

you’re building a wall

with stuff from the sea

and occasionally it falls

oh what fun

 

 

 

 

Magic Roundabout

Animals, Childhood, Colours, Fairground, Places, Pleasures, Poetry

Carousel

An acrostic on the Carousel, by Inky.

 

Carouselhorse.jpg

 

Crazy, the way this

amusement ride of colour turns

round and around to the sound

of the pipes in its middle

under the musics charms the

stallions and fillies move up and down

expect laughter and cheers from the

little ones, who’ve been waiting all summer to ride it

Bottle

Acrostic, Childhood, Growing up, Life, Poetry

Bottle

Behind every cordial known to kids

On the Supermarket shelf

The humble glass bottle – A marvel of invention

Take it off the shelf – consume the fruity contents – and return as soon as possible

Lots of kids lined up outside the newsagents

Expecting a shiny silver coin for “Takin’ the bockles back”

Realms of Dreamspace

Beach, Character, Childhood, Dreams, writing

Expectation

Its a little thing…

Expectation

 

it starts with the little things

growing up as a kid,

you really want to ride the big dipper,

but end up on the small caterpillar ride instead

 

And you want the best of the ice-creams

you saved some space after lunch

but the outcome’s much smaller than the picture

those biscuits look like they’re munched

 

But the fellow behind this is not fickle

and he’s not as mean as he seems

though harsh it may seem at the start

he wants to fulfil your dreams

 

So that space in that tum is not full yet

there’s a place that is not out of reach

selling bonbons and fudge and candyfloss

that you enjoy walking down street towards the beach