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Poetry

Hidden Secrets

#Promptuarium

What secrets are hiding

behind the pages of the library ?

if you pick up the right title

you might be surprised

As the bookshelf moves

and you find another way out

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Clothes

Where do missing socks go?

#Napowrimo

A sole sock….the others missing! Image by inky

I’ve been told there’s a place

that missing socks go

but where it’s located on this blessed earth

heaven’s do i know

perhaps they’ve gone to that

magic space where the locks have no keys

so they’ve locked on to a pole by a sunny bench

and are sunning themselves with ease

or maybe they’re sharing space in a box

with those puzzle pieces long past

the one’s you’ve been looking out for an age

and when you find ’em will yell at last

They could be hiding in your bag of marbles

or with your seaside pebbles and rocks

but the left out one has now found a right

even if you’re wearing odd socks…..

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Poetry

Hidden Away

#MLMM

Image by Mindcore

Take a look.

If you were distracted by the yellow tulips

Massed on the carpet of green

Everyone knows – you would have missed it

Look again – it’s there sitting on the

Edge of the vast expanse of water

Some might say its daft masquerading as a molehill – but

Silliness is a cheap price to pay for Solitude

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Poetry Romance

Locked away

#writephoto #Lock #Key

What lay beyond the hard wooden door

was anybody’s guess

secrets of a hidden passion

concealed by a key

and confidants of the secret

were careful not to spill

after cleaning up from the night before

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Eating Food Poetry

Deliciosa!

#cyw #Macandcheese

Maybe its the twirly pasta i like so much

Allied with the cheese (and occasional onion) that

covers it all over

Could it be the hidden elements – like

Ham, or could it be the variety of cheese you put in

Everything from Emmantal to good old Cheddar

Each different cheese has a taste of its own, giving

something to the dish –

Even Blue cheese – is tasty to more reserved tastes

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Chocolate Christmas Poetry

Nutcracker (Cookie Jar)

Second day of the Christmas Countdown

everyone knows , that soon this drum major will be

rapping out a tune on his drum – for

gooey chocolate cookies might be guarded by him

expecting little ones to go on a hunt

not knowing where the treasure is hiding

that’s something – the dear major is keeping under his hat

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Chocolate Christmas Sweets Treats

Post Christmas Pressies

#Christmas #Hidden #Sweets

7th January 2019

I received an extra present yesterday.

I’d been wandering what dad was going on about when he mentioned an extra present at the end of Christmas time

I’d enjoyed seeing the brightly coloured baubles on the Christmas tree, especially the new larger ones. They were twinkly inside. I just guessed they were part of the decoration

Time came and each of the baubles came off the branches of the tree

and Dad told me of his secret….The twinkly baubles actually contained SWEETS. The foil wrapping reflected the lights off the tree

and in one of the big round baubles , all coloured red was my special surprise – a bag of vanilla fudge.

Stop press….it’s not just my dear old dad hiding stuff in baubles. My provider of hot chocolate has been at it too…delivered on 7th January. so now there’s another metal bauble for the Christmas tree.

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Poetry

Six Word Story : Surface

What was buried Underneath ? Nobody knew.

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Memories Poetry

Hidden things

#Promptuarium

13th September 2018

Hidey Holes in the place where I rest my head

hold memories, to recall and to cherish

programmes of events and photographs

uniform pins of times gone by

Old cameras look on in awe as

24 stills turn to 48 turn to over a 100

as film turns to cartridge and to chip

how many memories are on the corner of my desk ?

Archives of old journals and diaries

now playing hide and seek

in the corner of a wardrobe space

On occasion, shown the light to read

And what of the tapes and videos

now boxed away ?

The machines can no longer play

Tape recorder occasionally used,  video cassette – gathering dust

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Character Poetry

Shallow hole

Salford 2nd September

#promptuarium

the highwayman hid his ill gotten gains

in a shallow hole covered in bracken and thorn

where the thought no one would find it.

the highwayman was caught

and hung on a tree

his secret however … remained free

till one day after many years past

the highwaymans secret was uncovered at last

three workmen we’re digging laying pipes for gas

pearls diamonds and rubies uncovered by time

evidence of an old Edwardian crime

and while they cheer , and are running a muck

The ghost of the highwayman is cursing his luck