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Animals Food

Deep

#SoCs #Deep

Salford 4th April 2020

It’s hard to really appreciate the dish

without taking some time over it

the fish – had been swimming with others

free to explore – developing

evading all predators –

from the polar bear in the north

to the seals and penguins in the south

all to be caught by a net

trawled to a port and

cooked up by a chef

battered within an inch of its old life

in oil so hot – it almost leapt onto the plate

and served by a waitress, Annette

while eaten by the regulars with chips and peas

its eaten by the gastronome

with lemon and tartar sauce……Flavour? DEEP!

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Acrostic Animals Life Poetry

Seagulls

Salford , 2nd April 2020

Someone is hovering over Salford’s bins

every day they’ve been seen – on spying missions

and some say – they’re worse than the pigeons

gracefully flying through the skies

until the bins on the waterside are

looking full – likelihood is – they’ll chance their

luck – with a lass coming home from the chippy

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Poetry

Tag

#fowc #tag

school of fish …. image by inky

down in the deep

where the water is warm

young fish come out of school

to play among the coral

going west and then east

following tide and current,

and as one fish catches the other

he calls he calls out in bubbles…..you’re it.
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Food Poetry

Ode to a Crispy Fish

Salford, 6th March 2020

Oh, what a wondrous life you must have led

swimming up and down the waters of the British isles

caught in the sailors net and frozen

before meeting a factory bandsaw

Brought back to life in the kitchen by butter and oil

dressed in lemon , dill and breadcrumbs

or even the chefs special batter

sharing a spot with potatoes and peas

roasted mashed or fried ?

while escapees swim free for the day

you put a smile on the customers face

as you’re devoured alongside your side platters

with a drop of tartar sauce

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Beach Holidays

Tropical Fish

#Holidays #Sea #Fish #Artwork

4th March 2020

Artwork by Inky : Fish created for the inkwell at the toolshed.

Sinking my toes into deep sand

while the fish swim around my legs

i look like a colossus to the

many under water – as my feet

make their way through the waves

its only when i stop – to take a look at the horizon do they

nibble at the soles underneath

great – a free pedicure

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Food

Fish and Chips – Kind Of

fish in parsley sauce – impressionist by inky.

The noble fish sat on my plate

hadn’t had a battering

it had been enjoying a bath like Cleopatra

getting all warm and tasty

Upon leaving the path it was

wrapped up in a coat of green

to enhance its wonderful flavour

and rested on a bed of buttery potato

And while it lay there in on the plate

lying in its luxury

a cohort of peas stood on a potato ridge

to keep it safe from wondering eyes

But alas all were devoured

in the haze of white and green

grappled apart by trident and sword

by the chef and his guests

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Acrostic Poetry

Still

Water by a bank – image from S.C. Vincent

#Writephoto #Still

Sitting by the water , taking in the view

The inhabitants must be sleeping – i thought i’d see a few

In fact all i see is reflections, of the trees a while away

Lined up, all upside down – but seen as clear as day, while

Looking for fish, as i laze away

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Animals Cats Character Poetry

Memories of a Tabby Cat

Salford, 23rd October 2019

#Octpowrimo #cat #Memories

They called you crazy – but you were quite a character,

king of the garden and the dining room floor

ignoring the cat food – for sardines or cod

and eating fish batter – which I found rather odd

got into a fuss if little ones picked you up

but clawed for attention – worse than a pup

playing with wool balls – attending your brain

then jumping out th’window – into spring rain

You didn’t like little uns pulling your tail

but would destroy others dinners beyond the pail

dashing to your sleep spot and blanket to hide

hoping you wouldn’t be hurled outside

Sat watching telly – on the rug in the house

occasionally playing with your catnip mouse

flicking your tail, when you wanted a feed

and hiding under the sofa when you did a bad deed

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Animals Cats Poetry

In Other Words – Delicious

A five line response to the picture provided for the prompt by Patricia’s Place @ https://patriciasplace.me/

perfectly pampered puddytat

ponders whats for tea

perhaps chicken or pork, or maybe – beef ?

his belief – but today his wish

is a big plate of fish

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Beach Colours

Blue-green

#CYW #Bluegreen

Tuesday 6th August 2019

By the time we reached the Island

lagoons – of blue green came into view

under these waters – fish and turtles

enjoying a paddle in the waters

glassy waters lapping up against the shore

resting in crevices of resident rocks

each one giving a home to

eager young hermit crabs…moving there

next to the sea, but away from the tide