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Nature Poetry Water

Oulipo – part deux

Salford 16th May 2020

Following on from yesterday’s oulipo here’s my go of an Oulipo based on Walter de la mare’s poem – Silver

Here’s my take :-

Slowly silently now the moose

walks the nightmare in his simian shoon

this way and that he peers and sees

Simian fry upon simian tremeloes

One by one the cashiers catch

his bearskins beneath the silvery thegn

Couched in his Kernel, like a logjam

with paybeds of simian sleeps the dogfish

From their shaky cotton the white britches peep

of downs in simian fed sleep

a heap mouthpiece goes scampering by

with simian claws and simian eye

and moveless fishmongers in watercolour dream

in simian reels in simian streams

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Poetry

A cast of thousands

#fowc #cast #thousands

from an ant trying to save the world

to a familiar mouse in a sorcerers suit

they sit on my bookshelf

awaiting their curtain call

a cast of thousands awaiting

their appearance on a digital stage

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Poetry Technology

Fearful symmetry II

My Mouse/Trackball – Subject of fearful symmetry II (image: Brian F Kirkham)

#writingprompt #fearful symmetry

marvellous movement,

made by the makers,

of a made well micro computer mouse

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Animals Poetry

Corpse

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

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Acrostic Poetry

White noise

#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.

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Acrostic Birds Cats Food Treats

Crumble

Salford 22nd September

An Acrostic in response to the Daily Post….

Crumb

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

 

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Animals Garden Nature Outdoors Parks

Hidden

Hidden

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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!

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Animals Cats Character Poetry

Puddytat

img_0039Many 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.

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Ghosts Poetry Spooky

Little Ghost

A poem in response to the prompt

Ghost

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 ghosts have their tea at little ghosts place

the one where the host has a bluish white face

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Animals Buildings Canalside Character Creatures Museum Poetry

A Mouse in the Museum Kitchen

#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!”