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Colours Poetry

Fern

#coloryourworld #CYW #Fern

An acrostic for the Fern Colour on Tourmalines Coloryourworld challenge

Flowing fronds of green

each one coming from a central point

reminding me of an octopus or squid –

not squelchy, but just as many arms!

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Animals Parks Photography Pleasures Poetry

Two brothers

#octpowrimo #dogs #pointers

Two dogs…twins ? By inky

Been apart for a while , but

Really you never forget family

Out on the green fields

Two siblings meet, for the first time in a while

Happy to see each other, with

Eager calls and sniffs

Ready to run after one another for

Simply enjoying the moment

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Poetry

Waiting for the flowers

Salford, 9th March 2019

A patch of earth on some barren land

Was turned over, fed and watered

Earth dug up in places on

Seeds or bulbs planted

Over the next few months, the process continued – and

Moments passed – until the arrival of a green leaf popping out of the ground

Expect rainbows of colour over the next few weeks.

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Fairground Poetry

In their finest

Salford, 9th January 2019

On a Sunday morning,

In the bright sunshine

You’ll see them all

In their finest

Taking a walk

With husband or wife

Along with the children,

Escaping the strife

No work for the blacksmith

The shops are all closed

They’ve all been to church

So a walk is proposed

And while making their way

To the local town fair

Some humbugs and sweets

The family will share

As mum and dad rest

In their boaters and hats

The children play games

With the balls and their bats

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Colours Poetry

Blue green

Waterfalls and Closeups

#coloryourworld #cyw #bluegreen

A piece for colour your world also about the painting of a waterfall

The painter played with his shades

capturing land and sky

luscious fields of green

meeting up with shades of blue

and as field and sky met Together

at horizon, they converged

forming new colour round middle

Where land and sky they merged

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Art Arts BASIC Places Pleasures Poetry Religion

Stained Glass Window

Salford 18th September

Poem borrowed from my page at Allpoetry.com

A tale a bit crafty, a bit religious, but all by me

Artwork created at Craft Sessions at Brain & Spinal Injury Charity in Salford.

As the Sun comes up,

its light shines through

the panels of coloured glass

angling the now coloured light

painting a picture,

of scenes on a floor

And as the sun shines,

through that brightly coloured window

reds cast with yellows

and greens cast with blues

as molten lead holds on tightly,

keeping the picture alive

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Duck window
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Acrostic Garden Outdoors Parks

Soil

 

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Soil – Image C/o UK Soil Association

 

 

Soil

source of growth

our garden plants depend on it

its home for all sorts of life

like worms, beetles and ants

 

such an important base needs nutrients

on certain mornings , water and fertiliser

is added , to let the seedlings and bulbs

lift their flowers into the sky and take root

 

some gardeners plant vegetables whilst

on season,  others plant fruit trees

in certain climates, the soil will allow you to grow

local delicacies, such as bananas and pineapple

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Colours Poetry

Color your world – Month 2

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Inkdrop enjoying a cup of cocoa having got through Month 2 of CYW!

Well its the last day in February and I’ve finished off the final days poem for the month in the #Coloryourworld challenge

Here’s my list of brightly coloured poems for you all to enjoy.  Feel free to drop me your thoughts. For instance – which ones your favourite piece ? and why ?  i’d love to find out 🙂

Banana Mania
Sunglow
Goldenrod
Dandelion
Yellow
Green Yellow
Spring Green
Olive Tree
Laser Lemon
Unmellow Yellow
Canary
Yellow-Green
inchworm
Asparagus
Granny Smith Apple
Electric lime
Screamin Green
Fern
Forest
Sea Green
Green
Mountain Meadow
Shamrock
Jungle
Caribbean Green
Tropical Rainforest
Pine Green
Robin Egg Blue

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Autumn Nature Poetry

Changing of the seasons

Whilst walking
Through the city green
I saw the leaves turn from
Green to brown
And watched as they
Drifted on the wind
Through the town
Local birds are confused
Amassed on the tops
And squirrels they wonder
Why their food has all dropped
It’s much too early
And not too late
So why go and forage
And hibernate?