The deceased lay prone
Where it sent a message from beyond the skirting board
Everyone was surprised to find feathers,
Expecting to see a more furry resident in the gap
The only question…how did it get there?
In the corner, el gato sat innocent
Not saying a word, the
Goldfish kept a nervous silence
#fowc #corpse #inkdropk
#noise
Can you hear that ?
Really high pitch,
Is there a mouse in the house ?
My ears are squealing from the squeaking
It’s coming from the next room, but (of course) there’s
Nobody there,
As the master thief has pinched the loot and
Led themselves out of the house via the skirting board.
Salford 22nd September
An Acrostic in response to the Daily Post….
Cakes and puddings
Resolutely rounded off, their memory occasionally left
Under the dining room table – a veritable feast for the domestic
Mouse, guinea pig or hamster who help themselves to the
Bits of topping missed by mum or dad
Look out , underfoot – and
Expect to find a very happy pet indeed – eating the crumbs
In the green of the park
Never miss a moment
Vast numbers of creatures live
In every nook and cranny across the field of grass
Some, sleep in the wood – whilst others live
In the ground, pushing up the grass you play on
Birds nest hide away – but you have to
Look closely after grabbing their food they hide
Enjoy your game of Hide and seek – with such luck – you might get a peek!
Many hear the call of the night
as a furry old cat, presses paws to the floor
travelling the neighbourhood for prey
as the moon comes out of clouds, shining bright
Night-time, the right time to hunt out for more
with mice on the hunt for a midnight feast
watch out, little mouse! and quickly make way
for fear you become supper for this furry tailed beast.
A poem in response to the prompt
A little ghost went out to play
but found the children ran away
when he appeared that hallowed night
and wondered what gave them a fright
He’d been sat all alone in that old spooky house
with no one to speak to but a passing mouse
who after seeing our friend with a squeak
ran off quickly with nowt but an eeek!
But then one night of All Hallows’ eve
an old black cat, was playing in leaves
he had spotted the little ghosts ghostly head
and decided to play in his house instead.
And the old black cat, brought his chums along too,
chanting and wailing and all going boo!
And the ghosties and ghouls that lived round the place
made friends with the ghost with the bluish white face
So when you see trails on All Hallows’ eve
dont be frightened or worried and just believe
as the hosts have their tea at little ghosts place
the one where the host has a bluish white face
#Napowrimo #Day21 #blogging101 #Mouse #Museum #Poetry
I once wrote a piece of found poetry on Imperial War museum North, in Manchester..using a piece from the poet John Rice as my inspiration. Thought I’d share it with you, and hope you enjoy the read.
There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen –
Who’s been eating all the cheese
he’s been spotted by the entrance
playing football with the peas
Security can’t find him
it make’s the young ones laugh
for while they check the cubby holes
he’s napping in the caff!
There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen –
Who’s been darting round the space
his paw prints for sure, were seen across the floor
and all over the place.
There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen –
he’s been sleeping under the tank
but he’s dashed off fast, to his hold steadfast
he doesn’t like noises to be frank
There’s a mouse in the Museum Kitchen
with the Engine – he’s had fun
running over the floor and from door to door
and he’s only just begun
He’s picnicked by the jet plane
and ate by the Estate
And watched the children’s movie show
Before returning his plate
“Yes – i’m the museum kitchen mouse
hope you don’t mind me keeping house
but as I’ve put plates in the sink
i’m heading to the pub now for a drink!”
A tale of my trusty trackball – enjoy
Red with black spots
Like an inanimate ladybird,
It rests in its seat, till the time comes
For the post to arrive
And it guides the cursor
From screen to screen
Responding to message
You’ve got mail!
