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Acrostic Museums Poetry

Open once more

#Museums

The exhibits are rising

out on the floor – something is moving

movement of visitors feet going round the space

making a beeline for historic items and artwork

out on display – just waiting to be seen

reactions – muted behind a mask – but

out on the museum floor – they’re just happy to see the visitors again

when will be back to normal they ask – some couldn’t say – but now you need a ticket.

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Poetry

Wabbit

#promptuarium #rabbit

At the bottom of the field , there’s a rabbit

Who’s height nearly blocks out the sun

His shadow covers most of the vegetable patch

And to the farmer that isn’t much fun

But he’s tricky this tall furry rabbit

Can’t be shot at and turned into chops

For as soon as the workers can see him

Down a big hole he just pops

And chasing him round fields are a no no

As between them there’s nowt but a mess

More than crop circles created

The locals are somewhat impressed

So instead, hes hived off some patches

For this rabbit to do what he please

In the hope he keeps off the carrots

And dines out on lettuce and peas

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Nature Parks Poetry

Horse Chestnut Tree

This poem was originally written for Allpoetry.com

I’m posting it under the Daily post Challenge Tree

Horse Chestnut Tree

by Brian F Kirkham

Sat there regally, in his park,
with brothers and sisters in an arc,
The Horse Chestnut tree spends his day
watching the children and adults at play.
He’ll be there, sitting, every week
as little children play hide and seek
and others shelter in the sun
while eating sandwiches or a bun 

He shelters birds from passing rain,
and watches it flow down nearby drains
he protects those animals that don’t like to be pinned
by that autumnal passing wind

The Horse Chestnut Tree, is an amiable chap
and when all is quiet, he’ll take a nap
There’s only one thing – That drives him bonkers
when kids climb up him to pinch his conkers!