The Inkwell
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
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.
#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
#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
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
#CYW #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
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
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
#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
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 ? 🙂 )
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
