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Acrostic Colours Garden Poetry

Pizzazz

Something to brighten up the borders

of your garden as the leaves on the trees start to

roll around in the autumn wind

the gardeners call it pink, the flower buffs call it purple

of course, while it’s still in

flower – nobody minds what shade it is – it still looks lovely by the lawn

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Garden Home Life Lockdown poems Nature

Outside and inside


I
It’s been warm the past few days

the mercury rising in the kitchen thermometer

but apart from an hour and occasional shower

the only thing to see outside

are the feathered friends who in air have flied


II
The stone guards are drenched

out in the backyard

Life of a garden fairy

at the moment – is hard

a lake is forming by the rocks

and drenching their once perfect locks 


III
And out in the garden the insects are about

with cascading rain – they’re being caught out

emergency mission – fishing them from the drink

before into deep water – they begin to sink

each beetle and ladybird fished from the rain

and put someplace safe – away from the drain.

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Poetry

Darkness

#Octpowrimo #animals #halloween

Halloween seems to have come early

the lights outside have dimmed

nothing around in the skies

but on terra firma hear dogs and cats cry

they scamper around for a way in

disturbing stray metallic food tins

they really dont like to give their owners a fright

but watch as they head for that security light

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Acrostic Garden Nature Parks

Labyrinth

#fowc #labyrinth

Losing your mind

as you travel its paths

breadcrumbs won’t help you here

you’ll need something a little bit sturdier as you make your way

round the puzzle

if you manage to get to the centre

next thing you’ll need to do is to make your way out

that will take a while – of course

help always comes from a helpful park ranger

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Animals

Spotlight

Sat in a moon lit pool of brilliance

Puss looks around the darkness surrounding him

Often he’d go out of the house

To head out for a walk on the town with the

Lads, but the

Instance of the news means – nobodies visiting so

Going garden hunting is a solo pursuit

He’ll spend the time in a patch of green

Taking in the stars instead

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Colours Poetry

Periwinkle

#CYW #Periwinkle

Periwinkle

Dancing around in the lightest of breezes

bringing a spot of colour to parks and gardens

before the frost comes in

the ground you sit in determines your colour

sometimes you’re pink, sometimes you’re purple

but most of the time you’re as blue as the sky above you

and you shore up your fellow flowers

the daffodils and tulips keeping them standing tall

while the breeze of the wind goes through the park

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Nature Places Poetry

Boxed

Written for this week’s Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com.

They Call it “Modern Living”

as they rise up to the sky

colourful boxes in formation

thirty or fourty miles high

You would definately call it colourful

You could also call it cosy

You could even call it sardine-like

as you give your neighbours a nosy

Some like the format of it all

as they talk to the neighbours ‘cross the way

but some don’t like the shadows

its night in the middle of the day

Balconies round a patch of green

which after sundown, isn’t often seen

watching the clouds pass in the sky

and seeing the odd bird fly by

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Colours Insects Poetry

Outrageous Orange

If anyone saw your recklessness

bounding from flower to flower

pinching the finest nectar from each one

I’m pretty sure – they’d be shocked

no wonder the bees are fed up

but people see your pale orange wings

and just smile

not knowing you’ve just done a heist in the garden

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Acrostic

Glimpse

#fowc #Glimpse

Getting a short eyeshot at the

latest upgrade to the tech in your pocket

is like playing with dynamite, for you’ve seen

maybe one or two features – and now, your

portable friend’s shine seems to have lost its brightness

some say – its good to see what’s coming ahead

except for those who’s garden shed is overflowing with old stuff

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Animals Art Poetry

Furry

Salford 1st July 2020

#writeclub #monsters #poetry #kidspoetry

as part of my write club challenges, i wrote a piece about a “Monster” with claws and teeth and horns – more like a caterpillar with 100 Feet!

(Anyone with kids remember a Lotsa-Lotsa-Leggs ? 🙂 )

Caterpillar – doodle of a toy by inky.

I know , you know its not halloween

but i’ve got to tell you about this thing i’ve seen

snaking round Salford’s streets

with over a hundred colourful feet

A fluffy centipede , orange fur, purple hair

grown ups walking past they stare

at multi coloured spikes on his back

they move on quickly – in case of attack

If they had thought – they’d would have seen

those spikes were just fur

he want’s something to munch on

to sleep and to purr

And who does he bump into ? – our neighbours cat

who gives him some room in the upstairs flat…

so before going to bed, he eats leaves and shoots

resting on a mat, his hundred or so boots

And during the dusk, you’ll see them both play

with a ball made of wool – in a particular way

playing under the moon and having some fun

and enjoying a nap – when the day has begun