#Throwbackthursday Secret Spots in the House? there were always one or two spots out of the eyeshot of mum’s dad’s sisters and cousins places where you could shuffle away hidden treasures in the form of fudge or chocolate treats determined young cousins would always end up in some sort of treasure hunt navigating through the …
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#Fowc #Vanish Where’d you go ? Like the magicians assistant, in a magic act and the fingerprints rubbed off the glass you’ve gone from sight – and thats a fact not in the house – you’re out on the grass but just as i thought – without fear as soon as you’ve been seen – …
Hiding – An edit by inkdrop from a image from iheartcats.com Nobody can see me from here i’m tucked up tighter than any ball of wool in my spot on the corner it’ll take the sharpest of eagle-eyes to find me where i am and if i can’t see where i am they can’t either
#promptuarium #octpowrimo Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I often see Robins at this time of year, but this explains their disappearance into the trees in my garden! Hello there, its me again in the hunt for a big juicy worm in your garden don’t think i’ll be leaving the tree branch just yet though i’m …
#Writephoto #poised Salford 6th September 2019 Perhaps it wasn’t such a great idea Over your feet you fell In pursuit of the Scaly creature hiding in the cave Everyone said it would catch you before it Doyouthinkhesaurus ? most definately
Toadstools, growing by a tree on Salford Quays (Image: Brian F Kirkham) a late night poem, rewritten from my notebooks – enjoy. In cold damp and dark out in the park a small brown toadstool sits hiding in the grass shy and retiring not best in its class sheltered by reeds, in the wind …
a poem in response to the prompt Vanish Quite a trick you managed there disappearing into fresh air where you’ve gone – I haven’t a clue but I know exactly what to do even though you’ve gone – with out a trace I know what will make you return to place I’m off to make …
Hide and Seek An Allpoetry piece by yours truly – about little green men from mars (sic) They called him “Curiosity” and sent him off to Mars to dig up samples of possible life and collect them up in jars. He had a bumpy landing, from his journey from far off earth but once he’d …
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