Tag: City

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Animals Poetry

(Wild) Life

#SoCs #Animal #Sounds #Salford #Manchester

I

Friday night in the Manchester Air

the birds are out for the night

in certain spots where the birdseed flows

and the neon lights paint the town

Sometimes Red, Sometimes Blue

II

Cats are out, and on the prowl

kings of their own domain

out in their preened green jungle

playing with their catnip toys

Sounding out a evensong

before tucking in to impromptu lunch

III

Down by the deep

under the shade – sound of feathered bridge

canard and his friends enjoy their grub – discussing the days events

keeping close together

so they keep their little ones warm

IV

four paws return from patrol

result from the hunt ? minimal

no chance of a fishy surprise – so he lets out a wail

but whats this ? something meaty awaits

by the cat blanket

V

who’s this coming up the garden path

playing in the snow and rain

big paw prints heading for the door

tail in the air, big wet nose on the floor

grown up puppy asks – Hello ! Time for Tea ? I would agree

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Acrostic Food Life Travel

Choices

#Socs #Choices

Choices you make, can form you later on down the line

How you make them is down to you

Of course, there are many paths to travel, to where you want to go

It’s a decision you have to make…..

Cold or Hot, Coast – Countryside – or City

Even eating, can give you pause for thought

Should you have golden syrup or chocolate sauce on your pancakes ?

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Poetry

Desert Sand III

#Cyw #DesertSand

people did not know

where it travelled quickly from

coming in darkness

Mighty chariots

Once painted by the frost

Now covered in sand

Roadsweepers Smile at

Opportunity to build

Coins in the piggybank

While down on the shore

the dunes off the north coast

grew taller a bit

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Cityscapes

Litter

#Fowc #Litter

Lots of people like to have

Impromptu picnics when

They visit a popular tourist spot

Thing is – some forget about leaving the sandwich wrappers and Burger boxes behind

Everyone likes the local greenery and sculptures without it

Remember to put it in a bin, or if you can – take it home with you.

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Acrostic

District

#FOWC #District

Down in the city

is a network of streets and buildings

some find it puzzling – so

to aid the visiting traveller

regions of the big city have been broken up

in an attempt to make things easier

city dwellers, can’t see these dividing lines though

to them – we all live in the same place

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Animals Cats Poetry

Two Brothers

A tale of two neighbourhood cats – c/o my profile on allpoetry.com

Sat on a grassy spot,
someplace by the house
two brothers sit on the outside porch
dreaming about a mouse

They’re waiting for their mum
to serve up summat for tea
and have been playing in the backyard
rolling in the grass with glee

Prowling through the green grass
as not to be seen or heard
pouncing on patches of lawn
hunting for a bird

Climbing on tables and chairs
in their fur all black and white
pondering what’s their catfood tray
thinking – what’s for tea tonight ?

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Poetry Sport

Anticipate

10th February 2019

#Football

To readers the other side of the big pond – a poem about football or what you call soccer – Inky

While the greats are revered in Bronze

New idols are to be cheered on by the fans

At both ends of the East Lancashire Road

Fans follow every kick , head every ball

Cajoling the ball past the opposition

and bending the ball to safety

Who was it who said

“You never win anything with Kids” ?

The veteran of the Liverpool Side

should have seen it coming

for there’s young lads from Liverpool and Manchester

now tearing down the green grass

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Animals Nature Poetry

The Lookout

Salford 11th January 2019

The street looks empty

as the curtains opened

to another day

But up in the tree

opposite the house, someone

feathered is watching

Keeping an eye out

for the dropping of breadcrumbs

In a neighbours backyard

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Acrostic Cities Poetry Winter

Sounds

#sounds #acrostic

Sunday evening, is a whole lot quieter than Sunday morning

Outside, the rumble of traffic is down to a minimum

Unless it’s a plane or a train you want to catch

Navigating those roads should be a breeze

Double glazing muffles any noises, and the wildlife are

Sleeping in their beds soundly, keeping warm

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Nature Outdoors Parks Poetry

Falling through the cracks

#octpowrimo #nature

Salford, 11th October 2018

It’s hard for a seed

To grow up in the big city

As it flies from its mum

And falls to the floor

Drifting in the wind

If lucky, it will land

Onto soft warm soil

But usually, it finds concrete

So it sleeps , and it grows

Fed by the rain

While it finds its own way

Through the sand and the drains

Popping up for sunshine

To the world saying hello

Don’t pull it from the pavement

For a bit, let it grow.

Here’s Another poem on a tree seed Helicopters, feel free to take a look and comment