from inkdrop – poetry, places and events
#writephoto #return
He had to come back
He’d completed his journey
Hopping over sands and hills and dales
He enjoyed the vast open planes of the grand canyon and
Hot desert plains of the sahara
However, something was calling him back, so he
hiked across the hills from the local airport, where
at home , mum and dad were waiting
his reward ? crusty bread and Home made soup
They say love is blind
but upon meeting in our garden
these two little birds
have set up house in a spruce by the lawn
and have had a little family
Jealous rivals
tried to evict
but the long wing
of avian justice
soon sent the magpies
packing
So the little bird family
have their worms and grubs for tea
and mum and dad give little ones
rudimentary lessons in
entering and exiting the new nest
Salford 30th April 2020
They come back every spring time
when the mercury starts to rise
taking up a home in the trees
giving passers by a surprise
Two birds sitting in their nest
wait till little uns do arrive
then mum and dad will feed them
so the little uns do thrive
And each morning when the suns up
Mum (or Dad) does hop
out of their green leaved little home
on a journey to the shops
Returning with some corn or wheat
or maybe a worm or a bug
to feed up the little birdies
in the nest all nice and snug
But like all little children
they grow up and explore
so don’t be surprised, if in morning you rise
and find the kids next door
Salford, 23rd April 2020
#Napowrimo #Nature
No computer required
as up on my window ledge
there are feathered friends residing
until their chicks are fully fledged they’ll be
residing there chirping from morning till night – I
expect to be up early when the sun pops up
16th June 2019
A piece for fathers day by inky
For years he’s been there
as someone to look up to
there’s plenty he’s taught you and
he’s there for you every time you need him
every time he sees you – it makes you smile
reality is – he’s the tops!
#fowc #slide #childhood
Childhood joy
summed up in a single word.
Something to play with
than swings, see-saws or roundabouts
Ascending to the clouds
with each big step
And then travelling at speed
to your mum and dad below
It was a few days before Santa Claus was about to do his deliveries
And the elves were busy in their workshop
When a little elf ran up to the big man and handed him a letter
“Dear klaus,” it read…
“Nice to see you and yours doing so well in your work,
Was wondering what you would like for Christmas this year…
Your mums making a ham for lunch…if you and yours would like to come
I’ve got something nice for the reindeer too
Drop me a line when you think you’ll get here
Seasons greetings and All the best
DAD”
Salford Quays, 14th July 2018
a tale of the first time in the canal…from one of the goslings….Interpreted by Inky 🙂
It’s a bit hard stepping out
from the little nursery pool
to the great big vast waterway
but at least my family are nearby
mum and dad watching proudly on
no water wings required
chasing my brothers and sisters about the water
just flap my feathered feet and watch me go….
Poor old Dad!
Unusually for a Boxing day, he’d completed the thousand piece jigsaw –
Zany thing was – after he’d finished (he had that was clear) there was
Zero room for what he definitively labelled as “The Last piece”
Looking around the peripheries of the picture
Expecting to find a hole for this missing part
Dumbfounded ? Definately
I woke this fine morning to the sound of the feathered residents of Salfords newest quayside building. I smiled, due to the fact the mechanic eagle that’s been applied to distract them, appears to have had no effect on them what so ever – and their footprint of their nesting ground appears to have increased to the nearby solar panels of my neighbours.
A pleasant change from builders in their Workboots traipsing up and down the cul de sac on the way to work.
It wouldn’t have been as bad if the boys and their toys hadn’t woken me up earlier – i’m not a petrolhead myself, but when you’re just getting round the Halle Orchestra playing in your head, the last thing needed is a re-run of the Le Mans 24 Hr Race taking place outside your front door (for those who are new to my blog – I live by the busiest road in Europe (according to those in the know))
Skies a patchwork of cirrus, hopefully I wont get wet on the way to BASIC (Brain & Spinal Injury Centre) this afternoon
With Mum at Work, I found Dad at his jovial self this morning – I came down to cereal as he was in an animated conversation with one of our friends from the Indian sub continent. A word to the wise – when my Dad says NO to summat, it usually pays not to phone again…you will still get the same answer you got eight hours before…save the cash boys and girls – and stop phoning.
I came down to lunch to find Pizzas on the go, and dad playing his usual word games on his Kindle. He’s now having fun with the colouring book app he’s found on Amazon Underground – Colorfy. Should keep him happy before the chores begin…
