The Inkwell#Morning #Battle #writeclub
Head stuck under the pillow
Feet reaching for the floor
Toes feeling the cold tingle of wood floor
and making a retreat for the duvet
Rumble of morning traffic
passing by the close by road
engaged in a battle to reach their destination
Formula 1 – but without the engine
Perhaps it was a good idea
Maybe it had to be done
But sticking your head under ice cold water
couldn’t be considered much fun
Salford, 27th July 2020
Winter warmer ?
fills the tum at any time of year
bringing a glow of contentment
with every loving spoonful
tasty treat at any time of day
perfect with honey, cinnamon, or even chocolate
keeps your “inner bear” happy
and brings a glow from your nose to your toes
Greeting me beyond the curtains
long bright line of sky
of course, the sun isn’t full in the sky yet
when it is look forward to seeing the blue
When you think of the humble raindrop,
Altering its shape by gravity
Taking the form of a clear wall, or corona in the stream
Each little drop, falls, chasing the others
Round drops and Rainbows cascade,
Falling into a pool down below.
Always constantly moving
Lovingly powered by the
Lakes and streams and clouds from above.
Salford, Monday 4th May
It’s early morning, as i rise
and the street is busy to my surprise
for waking up the chorus (Dawn)
a pussy cat, a little forlorn
He’d spent his time, with his pals last night
playing around under the street lights
but now Ra is up, it has to be said
this furry old cat wants in for his bed
His stomach is full, thanks to a friend on the street
corned beef from a can – a most tasty treat
but his thoughts turned to breakfast, as on street he did play
so off to the garden , he began to make way
And up is his owner, so he’s through the back door
and slowly he goes off to his bed on the floor
so while humans are out, with meetings they keep
our furry old pussycat, is in bed, sound asleep
Salford, 23rd April 2020
#Napowrimo #Nature
No computer required
as up on my window ledge
there are feathered friends residing
until their chicks are fully fledged they’ll be
residing there chirping from morning till night – I
expect to be up early when the sun pops up
Salford, 7th April 2020
#Food #Morning #Breakfast #Napowrimo
A prompt from Writerswrite.co.za – cheers to the promptuarium for providing the list of prompts
Best meal of the day, some people call it….
Ripe tasty bananas slapped between two pieces of buttered bread, or
Egg, boiled and salted, and served up with bread soldiers
A hearty breakfast – they say, is fit for a
King….Bacon, Eggs, sausage, tomatoes….
French toast is an alternative if you don’t like chasing your food
As are cereals….but don’t forget toast and
Strawberry jam….its a crowd pleaser
That’ll please any fussy eater (or cheese if they don’t like the sweet stuff)
Salford, 28th December 2019
#Birds #2019 #Christmas
A couple of days into the Christmas season
I thought the birds had all gone somewhere sunny
I would have joined them (if I had the money)
but who should arrive on a Saturday morn
feathers all winded, ruffled and torn ???
Sat on the nest resting on the drain
covered by leaves , protected from the rain
snoozing away without any fear
happy to stay there – until next year!
A half opened eye toward the window
streaks of pastel cloud pepper the sky
local aviators practice their morning manoevres
before caged tigers are released into the wild
and rumbling wheels pass down the road
#Octpowrimo #Morning #Sunrise
An early morning piece from inky.
In twenty four society, there’s no time for beauty sleep
There’s parcels to be delivered from point A to B
and piles of paper to be rounded up for recycling
rolling down the main road – the recycling van rumbles
trying his best not to rouse the resting citizens
having run a race with Ra, and won
as the victor , returning to the depot sees the runner up
rise slow above the horizon – reward for the crew ? Breakfast.
