The Inkwell#Writeclub #Iceberg
Iceberg
In the watery depths – it waits
Cold hearted assassin
Engaging its prey
Boats don’t stand a chance…
Even when clad with mighty armour – They’re
Rounded up as they try to escape – and attacked,
Grounded – or Sunk
If wide eyed
Captains don’t open their
Eyes – the crew they work with will get a surprise
Being jostled by the giant of frozen ice
Engaging a giant ? the boat pays a price
Rocking the boat or bashing its hull
Gushing in seawater till the hull , it is full
#fowc #stairs
Some would say – ascending to new heights
travelling by foot between one floor and another
aiming to reach the other floor
in time for your central heating to kick in
relaxing in your cosy sitting spot and watching
snowflakes passing the bedroom window
#Winter #Grass #frost #fowc
You could tell that winter was here
for each blade of grass
was sitting in the place it was rooted
unable to move – why ?
Tiny little ice crystals were holding them tight
only moving for the giant boot
coming across the field
Making moves on a Salford rooftop
a magpie greets another –
getting comfy on a television aerial
perched as they are , on the corner of the building
it’s blustery and cold – so as soon as they’ve met – they
exit for a more sheltered position – under the cornices of a nearby building
A response to Iscriblrs piece on taste….you’ll find that Here
Salty or Sour ?
Sweet or Sizzling Hot ?
Someone say…Is this strawberry sorbet ?
Someone says (Its Not!)
Sunday 25 November 2018
It might seem a bit funny – but I’m starting to miss the warm weather
the sun and its friend, mercury seem to have beaten a retreat
nights are drawing in, and furthermore – so is the cold
looking out of the window, it doesn’t even look like night
but the sun has taken its leave – and outside its not bright
perhaps i should have appreciated it when it was in town
when people were sat on the beach – getting brown
For now , i’m not sat by the beach
The warmth has gone – its out of reach
So i’ll sit by the heater with reading planned
and a Mug of hot cocoa – ee thats grand!
The aviators are circling
Preparing for their next great journey
It was great the past few weeks
In the warmth of a summer sun
But now they’re circling
The skies again
Getting ready to head off
To a place where it’s a little bit warmer
The cats and dogs smile at the sight
As the feathered friends flock, and prepare to take flight
My latest piece for Allpoetry.com
which I’ve decided to share with you all….enjoy
Fresh from a Lakeland reservoir
turned over by occasional waterfall
a polar bears delight
particularly in winter season
Hitting the receptacle crisply
it creates a bubble or two at the bottom
bringing out the flavour
of the drink it dilutes
Refreshment in Hot days
as well as cold
delivering fruitiness to the taste buds
like an bullet express train
Do you want it colder ?
then leave it in the fridge
or make it frosty instantly
with a couple of ice cubes
#octpowrimo
winters calling,
in some ways, the mercury retreating was
notably a sign from the thermometer
travelling swiftly toward the bulb
even the food has changed from salads to
roasts and shepherds pie
#Octpowrimo
Crafted from the cocoa bean and
Hot steamed milk
Out of the cold autumnal morning
Comes something warm and satisfying
Only your tastebuds can truly tell why you
Like it so much
As you send a biscuit in
The sweet smelling brew, for a bit of an
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