The InkwellLike a flash in the pan
It appears from the clouds
Going quickly through the atmosphere
Heading for the ground
Thunder noisily telling you that
not that far away – buckets of water will be falling soon
Illuminating that message in brief bursts
Night skies lit up in a spectacular display – it’s
Going to get wet – very soon….
#FFFC
Verbally repeating something, word for word
Everybody is supposed to do it
Reality is by the time the message gets
Back to the person its supposed to get to
A key element has changed
The message too – hasn’t gone out the way it should
In fact – the receiver of the Chinese whisper has to find you to confirm it
Maybe – its best – to write it down ?
#message #cipher #hidden
Like Poirot or James Bond , out for a clue
Over the message you did stew
Nobody knew who had left it there
Great time you spent reading to make you aware
Chocolate location the source of the code
If you could crack it you’d be off to its abode
Pretty hard was the code that hid the text
Holding the place you had the be next
Except this code, might have you beat as you
Reveal the location of the sweet yummy treat
Time stands still for a while
a second before
i think i caught the eye
of the girl in the polka dot dress
so while everythings frozen in time
i casually make my way over the platform
and pop a message in her bag
will it work?
Time will only tell
Salford, 21st July 2017
Remember that piece I wrote about the message washed up in a bottle ? I’ve given it a little thought and wrote what might have been on that rolled up paper!
Sat, as I am
on this deserted isle
I’m sending this message
to make someone smile
Being stuck on this island
isn’t much fun
even though theres blue skies
and lots of sun
so I’ve drawn you a map
and hope you might see
to send out a crew
to rescue me!
The green glass container
landed with a bump on the sands
The sea, tired of its presence
No fine wine or olive oil here
but something more precious
a message for someone special
Sent in hope than anticipation
dropped into blue waters
floating off towards land
Time remains – and Questions Unanswered
Did message reach intended target ?
Or is he (or she) ? combing the shore ?
Creativity brings a blank card to life
Reds Greens Yellows and Blues combine, hiding in an
Envelope with
A happy Message
To a little girl or boy (or their mum and dad)
Everybody likes recieving something made especially for them
A poem written by inkdrop for the daily post : Perfume
Salford (via Heraklion) , 10th May 2017
Perhaps it was her eyes that first attracted me
Everyone stopped – freeze frame as we met
Reaction to that wonderful smile – unabashed, but
From that day on, she seemed to be everywhere
Unusually, i couldnt see her around, was my
Memory playing tricks on me ?
Even the blossom’s sent a message of her
Sweet floral fragrance –
Captured in a bottle ,
and Released in the ballroom
At the high school dance.
In a matter of seconds
A million ingredients
travel with a message from girl to boy
“Have I got your attention yet ?”
Urgent
a message noted urgent
was passed through the post
to the house by a postman,
eating his toast
it was marked up with red ink
for addressee in the house
who was working hard at the sink
quick as a mouse
you’ve won a prize draw
for this house in torquay
and it’ll cost you no more
than a hundred pound fee
but it no fool our dear reader
having read message therein
the message found a quick way
into recycle bin!
