Electric lime

Colours, Drink, Eating, Poetry, Treats

#coloryourworld #cyw #electriclime

16th February 2017

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Zingy little fruit,

full of zest and flavor

and powerful punch

 

perfect , placed in a jelly

sparky flavours contained in

a porcelain mould

 

Sparks of delight

pop off on the tongue

and your luminosity

 

Green for go ! your sign

the party power switches

are all turned on

 

Laser lemon 🍋

Art, Colours, Food, Fruit, Nature, Poetry

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#coloryourworld #cyw #laserlemon #laser-lemon

light beams travel cross the water 💦

as bright yellow lemons 🍋

release their wonderful flavour

through the corporation pop

in the tumbler

each drop 💧 releasing

the fresh flavour of summer.

perfect with the blue sky on green grass

Repurpose

Home, Life, Photography

Salford, 28th January 2017

A post for the weekly photo challenge –

Repurpose

Things reused for not what they were supposed to be…

This can be illustrated nicely in my office cum bedroom

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Its a Tin, an old biscuit tin….regular readers of my blog might recognise it – but a couple of Christmas’s ago, it held much more than the mere coinage than it does today…

its contained everything from creamy vanilla fudge to chocolate mints.

but today?  its a container for my spare change – the odd coppers that end up in my pockets of my trousers and coats.  when its reasonably full – i’ll take it down to the local coin machine and pocket the proceeds…which I might spend on a box of fudge or chocolate – and being empty, the tin will be re used again

 

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I was given this tankard on my 21st birthday.  Now although I drink beer occasionally, I don’t drink it on a regular basis – and i’m more likely to drink out of a pint glass than a tankard.  So, instead of my tankard gathering dust on a shelf (or more likely, collecting windswept desert sand from the nearby Trafford road) I’ve put it to some kind of good use,holding the art materials that I use to create drawings and such you might see on here 🙂   there maybe a time it gets reused as a pint pot – but it’ll be well cleaned before I use it for that ! 🙂

 

Mango Tango

Colours, Drink, Food, Fruit, Poetry

#coloryourworld #cyw #mangotango

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Maybe it was love at first sight

As the juice bar music 🎶 played on

A mango entered into a dance 💃

with a fruity little thing

a distant cousin of the orange 🍊

A whirlwind romance

creating something colourful fresh and zesty

in mister baristas mixing machine

Percolate

Character, Drink, Food, Poetry

Percolate
Born in the Sun

Saved from Birds – Red Blue and Yellow

The humble little coffee bean

is a hardy fellow

 

Grown in the warmth

of a plantation

with 50,000,000

brothers and sisters

 

picked from its parent

it travels for miles

travelling in bags

with no room to smile

 

asked to improve

the heated aqua

and roasted within

an inch of its life

 

Life force captured

in three sizes of cup

and then the final insult

the drop of milk and sugar

 

Thursday Afternoon 4PM

Food, Life, Museum, Poetry

#Weekendcoffeeshare

Sat in a coffee house of Italian Style

Giving my feet a rest for a while

having traversed the floor of a great gallery

my feet need a rest – and I start to agree

 

I order a late lunch – between two bread rolls

and sit down at table to rest up my soles

and whilst I am waiting – I read a good story

one that is funny and not at all gory

 

And as I wait, the steam it just rises

as barista puts in a cup of surprises

toffee flavour bits in my cocoa of day

a flavour that’s tasty in its own special way

 

But here comes my late lunch – tomatoes and meat

with cheese and salami – a real special treat

and as I tuck in, I’ve enjoyed my day

Sandwich brightening the weather, despite all the grey.

 

Embarrassing

Poetry

Embarrassing

Why did you go and do it?

You really shouldn’t you know

Maybe you thought you were being clever

being spurred on by that One extra drink

You came out with a torrent

of blue words and innuendo

till you looked for the nearest exit

and found there was nowhere to go

So dressed up like a dancing queen

you walk down night time streets

whilst your friends hide in your shadows

created by your stark bare feet