#fowc #dabble
Dipping a toe into an interest
as something to pass the monotony of
boredom that occasionally comes from life
by taking up a number of things outside of work
life seems a little bit more
exciting.
Life
Forever
PoetryImage prompt c/o Pinterest – anyone want to lay claim to the image let me know and i’ll credit you on here – thanks!
Link: https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/forever-2/
They said they’d be friends for ever
as they watched the magical sight
a merger of magical colour
bringing colour to the night
but then – a terrible happening
hit them both stone dead
as a flying piece of asteroid
hit them both as they planned to be wed
but as night fell after the morning
the two lovebirds returned to the spot
and continued to go there each night time
long after family and friends had forgot
Alarm Clock
Life, Poetry, Time27th February 2019
As the sun dipped below the horizon
and changed shift with his pal the moon
something constant kept on moving
second hand moving the minutes
whilst the hour hand waited to move forward
and a marker sat like a sentry
ready to fire a fifteen gun salute
cats birds and dogs, creep outside slowly
wailing beyond the double glazed glass
and the cogs keep the hands moving
till the minute hand meets the marker
and hammer meets bell – time to get up.
Challenge 30 – No. 28
Poetry, Water“Depth”
Deep down on the sea bed
Eager crustaceans
Play cat and mouse with
The fishermen up above them, and
Hoping they avoid the fishermans traps as they
Scurry along the sandy sea bed
Prodding around
Health, PoetrySalford, 16th November 2018
Sat in the dental chair
With a little bit of trepidation
Each square ivory, wiggled, scraped, and prodded
As the dentist checked for excavation
Reaction to the prodding….censored
It’s not as if they could see the hole or
Nerve they hit
Got to admit, you could hear the cry from beyond the surgery
Charlie
Growing up, Life, Poetry, Romance, RomanticWho am I, life’s Charlie Brown ?
For she catches my eye, and I’ve fallen down
Tongue tied with her beauty, so close at hand
Even though the words in the head I’d planned
a wonderful sight, with a beautiful mind
sometimes she’s harsh, but on the whole she is kind
Catching me out with those dark brown eyes
Occasional glances catch me by surprise
Heart rising by a beat when she’s so near
No more than friends, to me that is clear
Talking shop on the backyard, sharing an occasional smile
With the girl with the red hair, I want to stay awhile
Memories of a glass bottomed boat
PoetryRhodes, 18th October 2018
Watched with intent
As Mediterranean blue
Mixed with Aegean aqua
Travelling over waves
As crabs met tentacles
Admiring the land lubbers
Shellfish communicate with conch
The shows about to start
As hermit crabs scuttle towards the bigger fish
In an instant they appear
Waving a fin or a tentacle
In the greenest of blues
Catch of the day
Passes along the hull
To say hello and goodbye
Umbrella
Poetry#octpowrimo #umbrella #acrostic #life #friends
Monday, 15th October
An acrostic by inky
Problems occur like the morning rain
Reality is, that’s what life has to throw at you
Each little problem, obstacle or challenge
Can topple you in an instant , however
In case you need them … there are
People who can help you,
In your hour of need
They’re there at a moments notice
An umbrella from the dropping rain
They’re your friends, pals, buddies
In sight, in rain or shine
On good days or bad
Never forgetting you and bringing a smile
Plasticine
Poetry#octpowrimo #acrostic #people #life
Salford 14th October 2018
People
Look quite solid, when we are born
As we grow up, things change
Shaped by our elders, our teachers, our friends
Then formed by experience
In time, a degree of fluidity comes into play
Creativity, expression, emotion and love
Inscribed onto our characters and
New relationships…creating new
Experiences
Things people play with
Photography, Poetry, Toys#cffc #thingspeopleplaywith #octpowrimo
Puzzles
perplexing
confusing
trialling
three words to describe an imagine puzzle
they arrive at the recipients house…fully completed
seems easy doesn’t it ? The simplest of objectives
dismantle and reconstruct
my advice….leave them in the cellophane
if you value a shred of your sanity
for once opened….it’ll take it bit by bit.
