The Inkwell#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
Salford, 19th June 2020
#CYW
Maybe, you would call it purple – but there’s definitely
a shade or two of pink hiding in this colour
unless you were looking at it really close up –
very few would succeed to match it up
except of course the guys or girls at the wallpaper warehouse – who
like mixing up the reds blues and yellows
of course you spot its pinkish hues up by fellow plants
up in the garden
shades of pink popping up the yellows, purples and blues
They say love is blind
but upon meeting in our garden
these two little birds
have set up house in a spruce by the lawn
and have had a little family
Jealous rivals
tried to evict
but the long wing
of avian justice
soon sent the magpies
packing
So the little bird family
have their worms and grubs for tea
and mum and dad give little ones
rudimentary lessons in
entering and exiting the new nest
#Robin #EuropeanRobin #Redbreast #Bird
Salford, 30th May 2020
Returning to the garden after a brief sojourn
our friend you find on christmas cards, was found resting on the fence
bringing a spot of additional colour to the trees in the garden
its possible, he was interested in the wildflower seeds
near the little spruce trees – but he raised a smile as he hopped about
#fowc #iron
Rock in the mountain
fractured and hived out for years
for precious metal
heated up and formed
into many different
household objects
Heavy Metal in
sight of the green grasses
keeping the pets in
hardened metal ore
what’s its own achilles heel ?
coming from the clouds
Salford, Monday 4th May
It’s early morning, as i rise
and the street is busy to my surprise
for waking up the chorus (Dawn)
a pussy cat, a little forlorn
He’d spent his time, with his pals last night
playing around under the street lights
but now Ra is up, it has to be said
this furry old cat wants in for his bed
His stomach is full, thanks to a friend on the street
corned beef from a can – a most tasty treat
but his thoughts turned to breakfast, as on street he did play
so off to the garden , he began to make way
And up is his owner, so he’s through the back door
and slowly he goes off to his bed on the floor
so while humans are out, with meetings they keep
our furry old pussycat, is in bed, sound asleep
