The Inkwell
#CYW #Colour #Ocean #Blue #Octpowrimo
It’s that colour you see far off
when you’re sat on the beach
looking at the horizon
and you’re looking at the water far away
Could it be that colour that
entered the sky when the
roundness of the sun
ups and leaves the sky
leaving it darker with only
earths moon in the sky to provide
a light on the ground below ?
new moons shine on this colours curtain
#Park #Bench #Outdoors #octpowrimo
There’s too much noise in the world today
too much confusion, hurry and bustle
arguing over the price of a brew
as they all give their opinion
Its time to stop,
take a moment, in pleasant surroundings
watch the flora and fauna around you
enjoy the spectrum of the seasons
Time to breathe, slow down
keep calm and unwind
Be Nice to one another – Be Kind
and let Nature ease you from the Daily Grind
#Octpowrimo #Whoami
A notable thing is character
Being ones self
Creative experiences that
Define who you are
Even if its the only thing they’ll know you for
A few bumps and scratches along the way
Brain ops and chicken pox two little obstacles
Cerebral Palsy and “Juvenile arthritis” the other
Determination to walk and overcome the obstacles
Each medical “Expert” put in my path
A smile and friendly ear to all
Beavering away at a project or two
Crafting works with my camera (or pen and paper)
Delivering talks at a place of learning
Every week of the year
A keen reader, and audiobook listener
Bookshelves crammed with well known authors
Cricket shares space with Football (soccer) and Sci-Fi
Discworld stories and Tommy Cooper
Each book a page turner
A Family Album, now replaced by SD Cards
Brought to life by an electronic photo frame
Collated scribbles published by others
Don their own little space on the bookshelf as
Excited Spectators and Visitors are greeted by me
And memories of friends and family are all around
Behind individual knick-knacks sat in their spots
Commonwealth memories to
Days of academic achievement
Each one a little piece of the Jigsaw that makes me
#Octpowrimo #Lightness
Salford, 29th October 2019
As summer draws to a close
and green leaves turn to red
the leaves of the less evergreen
aided by wind rain and streams
float off in a dream, light as a feather
to their final resting spot
where they leave a mark of colour
on the paths around them
#octpowrimo #pantoum
An attempt at the pantoum format, for octpowrimo
Monday, 28th October 2019
Who needs a wake up call
As the deliveries drive In
Lorries, cars, bikes … one and all
Dropping parcels with a grin
As deliveries drive in
You can hear the wheels a moving
dropping parcels with a grin
As people come out of their snoozing
#Octpowrimo #Fowc #Derail
Days are funny things
Everyone plans what they’ll be doing
Running through – so nothing goes wrong
And everything goes the way they want – but
Instead – something gets in the way
Like a delayed bus, train or plane
Salford Quays, 27th October 2019
They’re ravishing the street again
plundering pigeons like pirates
sat hovering above the people
as they look for picnics to plunder
But who’s this flash feathered hero
saving our sandwiches ?
the pigeons fly off to another perch
when they see the falcon flying
#Octpowrimo
He’s the height of my thumb
and small as can be
dwarfed by my mug of cocoa or tea
but he’s happy as can be
among the toys and bricks
putting together those coloured ones that stick
and exploration is fun, so he’ll spend his time
climbing that mug, mentioned in this rhyme
#Aurora #Weekend #Writing #Prompt
A weekend writing prompt from https://Sammiesscribbles.wordpress.com
Poem or Prose in 28 Words – Okay!!!!
Polar bears are partying
under nights light show
the snow is twinkling
with various different colours
moving about on ice
like the mirrorball chasing
the disco floor beams
Salford, Thursday 24th October 2019
They’d spent days planning this
sourcing the location
and the straw to build
their balefire
The structure they said
would have to be sound
for the safety of little uns
watching around
so they stacked up the straw
and waited for dawn
before setting alight
the straw and the thorn
And whilst straw burned away
things glowed in the air
as rockets and whistlers
lit up the fair
