Challenge 30 – No.26

5 Feb 20195 Feb 2019 | inkdropk

“Weather”

5th February 2019

“Red skies at Night, Shepherds Delight…..“

Red Sky at Night, Shepherds Delight - an example.

This old phrase is still around today.

It was the shepherds way of telling fine weather – a red sky at night normally foretold of fine weather next morning

Whilst a red sky in the morning, normally was followed by grey clouds in the skies above. It gave the shepherd time to get his flock onto lower ground and avoid an immediate drenching 🙂

We’re not out of winter yet in the UK, no matter what the met office say, and I’ve known it snow in March, despite it being technically Spring.

Chocolate (Acrostic)

9 Oct 20189 Oct 2018 | inkdropk

#Octpowrimo

Crafted from the cocoa bean and

Hot steamed milk

Out of the cold autumnal morning

Comes something warm and satisfying

Only your tastebuds can truly tell why you

Like it so much

As you send a biscuit in

The sweet smelling brew, for a bit of an

Explore

Feathered Cacophony

26 Sep 201827 Oct 2018 | inkdropk

Salford 26th September

What happens early morning…when someone’s been generous with the birdseed!

It begins quietly enough,

the graceful movement of flapping wings

stopping at an observation point

whilst they check out the opposition

The seed scatters , bouncing on the tarmac

and feathered friends, in an instant

become mortal enemies – as they nip and scratch and barge

to enable the best pickings

Noises increase from roof to tree

and Mums and dads say whats for tea

the little ones sit and wait

for something to fall on their dinner plate

Resident cats look from a distance

as the birds scrap on

unaware of

the dangers ahead

And with one sight of fur

feathers fly in a blur

as they think its best

to return to the nest

Early morning blues

18 Sep 201818 Sep 2018 | inkdropk

Woken up by waterworks

On the mark of quarter to five

Kept awake by the familiar sound of

Excited cats finding food on the

Night prowl

Unless my head hits the

Pillow soon, i won’t be good to anyone

As pins and needles bite my feet

Golden slumbers seem far away

Aching bones rest on a thousand pocket springs

In a vain attempt I’ll sleep through the rest of

Night time

Early Morning

23 Aug 201823 Aug 2018 | inkdropk

Salford 23rd August 2018

Squeaky doors

are better clarion calls

than any alarm clock

on the market

Slumbered silence

broken by a cistern

attracts you to the noise

of the nearby main road

Luna’s departure

allows Ra to announce

“The morning is here!

it’s time to get up”

And motorised monsters

or kings of the road

make their way delivering boxes

either side of the tarmac

Solitary Swallow

converses with the neighbours

on a nearby roof –

tweets the news – no laptop required

The rumble of early morning traffic

cascading through the windows

is followed by the crack of an egg

falling into sizzling bacon fat

Kettle whistles through the concrete

up through the bedroom floor

your first cup of the day is ready

milk and two sugars ?

Heading out west

19 Jun 201819 Jun 2018 | inkdropk

Salford 19th June 2018

#life #travel #sunrise #breakfast #morning

I woke up early this morning, the local wildlife were up with the sun. I’m unaware of what they were discussing….probably breakfast, or maybe football ⚽️ . If anybody knows what rooks , blackbirds, song thrushes, and pigeons talk about over breakfast…please let me know

I spotted two aircraft travelling over the skies of Salford this morning. Don’t know where they were going, but I’m sure it was some place nice and hot. Sun is slowly making its way above the horizon in the east, soon it will be bright and sunny

The soft rolling traffic from the early morning Trafford road makes a somewhat pleasant accompaniment to the sound of the ticking clock. But in what’s now known as a twenty four hour society/world , there’s always deliveries to be made, early morning jobs to get to and work to be done

There’s a break in the quiet rumble of the traffic, as a Motorcycle rider mistakes one of the carriageways for a stretch of the Isle of Man TT race course. It’s awoken the pigeons kipping in the eaves of the nearby apartment block.

Another trail of white crosses the Salford skies as the rumble of early morning traffic continues. The broadcasters will be preparing the news items for delivery about now, whilst out on the waterfront, as the deliveries come in and out of the factories of Trafford park, and noise from The Trafford road begins to grow, feathered residents of the nearby basins are flexing their webbed feet , attending to cygnets and goslings all and pondering the really important issues of the day,

What’s for breakfast ?