The InkwellSalford, 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
#CYW #Gold
There’s nothing better than a summer sky
warm coloured tones of
corn or wheat growing in the farmers field
or maybe the thought
of sinking your toes into warm golden sands
before dipping them in the sea
breakfast dinner or tea – wonderous eggs
dipped with bread soldiers
for an afternoon feast
#Easter #Holiday
The collective heads at the weather office
looked dumbfounded at the view outside the window
it was a common convention – it rained on a Bank Holiday
and yet, blue skies and sun were the order of the day
flowers were drenched in sunshine
and people were enjoying picnics in the park
as confectioners ran with their easter eggs
to keep their creations whole.
(you’ll either love it or hate it)
Lightly boil two eggs and place aside
Put two pieces of bread in your toaster
Once toasted, slice into soldiers and smear with Marmite / Vegemite
you won’t need the butter – and save on the salt
Salford 13th February 2018
Party in a pan
As the flour and egg mix
Navigates its way around
Creating a treat
As yummy as it can be
Keep it nice and hot
Enveloping the sweet filling
in the kitchen
magic is performed
as
yellow butter
white sugar
brown flour
some eggs
and mixed fruit
join together in harmony
with the aid of nutmeg, cinnamon and mixed space
popped in the oven
and left to combine
they jump about in the warm
and become solid or baked
forming a most wonderful substance
a cake.
Near to the top of the tree
eggs are sitting in their little bed of twigs
safely in a huddle until
the time arises to hatch – with a little help from mum and dad
#Coloryourworld #CYW #Robineggblue
Up high in a tree
in a cosy twig nest
four little eggs
sleep where they are best
hidden away from their avian foes
protected from wind, the rain and the snows
mum and dad watching from a branch at height
keeping an eye on the eggs that are bright
Much like their cousins, whose shells are white
they sleep both at day, and mostly at night
till the time comes to spread their wings
and they taste the goodies their mum and dad brings
#Coloryourworld #Cyw #Asparagus
As far as I know, I’ve never seen your flowers
Some gardeners I’ve spoken to say they’re white, some say yellow
Perhaps they’re both right – but its your green stalks that
Attract the cooking fraternity , as you bathe in butter and herbs
Rolling around the pan developing your flavour
Adorable little stalks, who when departing from the pan are
Going to be joined in a mix, with Parma Ham and an Egg
Until you’ve been eaten – the critics would never understand
Some would say – you’re only good for soup, but the diners know better.
