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Schooldays

History

#FOWC #History

Heralds wrote tales down in books, while

in caves, our ancestors painted the tales on walls

some documenting the building of great monuments

then others, telling tales of the horrors of war

of course, the stories that remain are the ones in the books

retold by scholars for minds of a different age, and

yet – time passes by – and History moves forward

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Acrostic Museum Poetry

Achievement

#poetry #learning #expectation

Salford 16th February

A piece on school visits

Three coaches rolled up in the car park

One blue, one black, one green

Passing auntie, the football and the shops

Traffic jams were no fun

Or Waiting for the man with the sign to

Pass go from stop

There were grumbles getting off the coach

Old Trafford exchanged for the war museum

Pupils listening to sir, bore on

The security …. more of the same, but

Out of a corner….a new name

Person from a new place….change of space

Tanks and planes…new things to see

Objects to touch….and all for free

People to tell tales of air land and sea

And your guide at the entrance is about the space

A person to turn to with a friendly face

Telling a tale of the car, plane and gun

Making your visit a bit more fun

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Acrostic Museums Poetry

Advance

#Fowc #Advance #Museums

A group of eager young minds

Dropped in on a historical building or two today

Very interested in taking in the displays

And getting a feel of some real items used of the time

Now , anyone could tell their enthusiasm was building as one or two led a

Charge up the stairwell –

Except for one thing – none of them knew their way around!

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Childhood Ghosts Halloween Poetry

Basket

Halloween pumpkin basket

#fowc #basket

behind each little basket on Halloween night

a little munchkin , male or female, in a

spooky costume, and as the treats

keep on coming this receptacle

eventually fills all the way to the top

toffees, sweets and chocolates for spooky visitors

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Poetry

Balefire

Salford, Thursday 24th October 2019

They’d spent days planning this

sourcing the location

and the straw to build

their balefire

The structure they said

would have to be sound

for the safety of little uns

watching around

so they stacked up the straw

and waited for dawn

before setting alight

the straw and the thorn

And whilst straw burned away

things glowed in the air

as rockets and whistlers

lit up the fair

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Poetry

Friday Fictioneers – Visitors

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

#lightsofjerusalem #fridayfictioneers #octpowrimo

Saturday 19th October 2019

A response to the Photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-fields – Web Here

They had arrived in the night

on this little street in town

in an effort to send a message

to those walking around

Little ones smiled – not at all scared

as their coloured lights shone and flared

and locals did point and smile

so the visitors decided to stay awhile

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Life Sport Sports

Playing in the side street

Salford, 25th September 2019

#Salford #Children #Parking #Gardens #Street #Sports

In order to save themselves some pocket money

the sports fans find convenient side streets

parking off the main road on the way to the stadium

One by one, they move on to empty paving

ignoring the call of the parking charge

plastered on the nearby wall

Playing fields and abandoned land

Perfect Places for those with a nose (and Permit)

to Place a spot for incoming visitors

Kids sit forlorn – as their playspace

finds itself taken over for 48 hours

by hawkers with money on their mind

Traffic jams – a certainty

as kids take over the abandoned tarmac

for an impromptu game of rounders

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Poetry

Carousel

Call it horse riding with a difference

As the music starts and your horse goes

Round and Round

On the edge – you see your mum and dad cheer you on

Until its time to get off your ride’s back

Sailing in circles, one after the other

Enjoyment, with lights and music

Loving every Minute

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Childhood Poetry

In other words – Footprints on the beach

in response to https://patriciasplace.me/2019/07/17/in-other-words-the-beach/

beach sea seashell

three sets of feet – Walking on the Sand

Rendezvous with candy floss

Sweet stuff acquired – but only two pairs of feet

Smaller pair of toes, treated by Big Feet

To a Piggyback

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Garden Poetry

Tale of a tree

Salford, 5th July 2019

A piece of poetry, taken from my repository on Allpoetry.com

The rotten apple of the bunch,
was saved from sentence of th’bin
it was placed inside a plot of soil
and kept warm there and in.

Now Children wondered – would it grow,
with loads of apples there in tow?
Dad he watered plot every day
So apple could try to make its way

And as the apple started to root,
from out of the ground – popped up a shoot
the apple had started its journey to be
a lovely fruitful apple tree

And leaves and branches started to take
as Dad and Children round tree did rake
and then one day – as the sun it did rise
the family had a fruity surprise!

Little Green apples hung from the tree,
occasionally pecked by a bird or a bee
these would grow – and time would fly
and then the apples – would end in a pie!