#Fowc #Few
Happy is the humble helicopter seed
that make their way from their parent tree
and land in fresh fertile soil
to grow and prosper
for many are chosen for the journey
but few actually succeed
Tag: Journey
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Carriage
#fowc #carriage
Sat by the platform
it waits for the sign as
gentlemen and ladies alike
now make their way to their furnished cabins
a wonderful journey to places wonderful
lakes mountains and streams – but they have to wait for the flag
#Octpowrimo #Ocean #Sea
Sat on a boat in the Sunshine
enjoying the ocean blues
as the sealife swims alongside
Shoals of
excitable marine life
are following the line of the boat
Slicing through the waves
each passenger lifts up slightly
as the boat goes up a touch
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The Journey
#writephoto #thejourney
Salford (via Rochdale and Oldham), 17th August 2019
a tale of a rambler , by inky for the writephoto challenge
He went a walk with an empty backpack and staff
off to get a loaf of bread
many hadn’t heard from him for days, some
even thought him dead
For his boot prints went on and on
for what others saw as miles
past footpath and valley , hill and dale
and spot of nature where he’d stay a while
enjoying the fine weather
the silence and peace
and wildlife around him
it was a release
Drawing a scene half way up a hill
taking in sunshine and cup o’ tea till
time came to face his fate
coming back home far too late
9th February 2019
#Travel #Journey #Poetry #Decisions
You’ve travelled straight down this road
for what seems like an age
heading for a destination, unplanned
life seems so uncomplicated
following the signs in blue
and passing the trees in green
when all of a sudden – a yellow alert
a fork in the road
One way to the peaks , the other to Wales
Decision to be made
Blue John or Welsh Mountain Stone ?
Roast Dinner or Fish and Chips ?
Salford 6th January 2017
In response to the daily post prompt Float
A tale of a Rubber Duck Race down the River Irwell in Salford, Lancashire.
There was pandemonium
at the rubber duck factory
as ten thousand streetwise ducks
waddled out of the city
They moved down the irwell
passing the boats
avoiding the locks
and staying afloat
Cows in the cowshed , watched somewhat bemused
and captains of small boats looked somewhat confused
as geese and their brethren all went amuck
following the trail of a little yellow duck
Led by their leaders, of United Red and City blue
passing under bridges and past an audience too
divided in a moment, by a Liverpool ferry
but meeting in middle – and still keeping merry
In the end after journey , down canal they all flocked
meeting at gateway at Mode Wheel Lock
and first one in net, out of water they rised
and their owner received, a very special prize.
A tale of a car journey – i’ll leave it for the reader to decide where it is 🙂
Where are we going ?
Off in the car
North to a place that isn’t that far
Directing roads to a place by the sea
Eating a plate of Fish and chips for tea
Round to a place of wonderful sand and
Seas that salty and Seafood that’s grand
Winkles and Cockles sold down by the pier
Odd shaped shells you can hear sea from ear
Nautical boats with nets out for the catch
Drifting towards crabs – now they’ve met their match
Enjoying candy floss – whilst sat in deckchair
Relaxing in company – of family there, whilst
Seabirds catch visitors to the pier unawares
