The Inkwell
If anyone saw your recklessness
bounding from flower to flower
pinching the finest nectar from each one
I’m pretty sure – they’d be shocked
no wonder the bees are fed up
but people see your pale orange wings
and just smile
not knowing you’ve just done a heist in the garden
#Fowc #Rocket
A bit of a slow burner i think you would call it
The engines went into thrust, leaving clouds in its wake
On board little tiny robots – off to explore that far off planet
Cloud formations forming behind it
Rising up through the blue
for destination coloured orange
An acrostic on the colour orange (or is that the fruit orange)
Of course, you all know this colour – its the colour of the fruit
Red meeting yellow in the paint mixing pot
As the two colours come together – colour of
Navel and Seville
Greet you as it hits the paper – its not just in fruit though
Expect to see it on the spice rack or the soup dish
Salford 1st July 2020
#writeclub #monsters #poetry #kidspoetry
as part of my write club challenges, i wrote a piece about a “Monster” with claws and teeth and horns – more like a caterpillar with 100 Feet!
(Anyone with kids remember a Lotsa-Lotsa-Leggs ? 🙂 )
I know , you know its not halloween
but i’ve got to tell you about this thing i’ve seen
snaking round Salford’s streets
with over a hundred colourful feet
A fluffy centipede , orange fur, purple hair
grown ups walking past they stare
at multi coloured spikes on his back
they move on quickly – in case of attack
If they had thought – they’d would have seen
those spikes were just fur
he want’s something to munch on
to sleep and to purr
And who does he bump into ? – our neighbours cat
who gives him some room in the upstairs flat…
so before going to bed, he eats leaves and shoots
resting on a mat, his hundred or so boots
And during the dusk, you’ll see them both play
with a ball made of wool – in a particular way
playing under the moon and having some fun
and enjoying a nap – when the day has begun
#Fowc #Napowrimo
Going round the world, before the age of space
Local merchants from London to Madrid thought earth flat as a pancake
On some occasions, they said they’d fall off the edge
Before the scientists took the flat- earthers map (treated it like an orange)
End result ? something that looks a little more round
#wordpress prompts #napowrimo #Bite #Easter
Salford 11th April 2020
A sweet sounding prompt from the inkwell
Hi Folks
Inky back with another photographic delight from the inkwell.
all sorts of candy treats….from milk chocolate bears to candy bananas……
Yes. it is the last day of lent…and yes it has been a pain knowing just where i’d stashed all that yummy stuff away till now
However , Given the odd sunday allowance and my birthday tea –
i reckon i’ve done rather well from abstaining from the sweet stuff,
there is of course one thing that re-emerged on my birthday
And its not being opened till Bank Holiday Monday 🙂
As its easter – and im doing Napowrimo – here’s a little something sweet inspired by Matthew Tomlinson’s sweet shop at Salford’s Lark Hill Place
It’s called Pick and Mix
Open up your bag, and round
your choice of sweets for just a pound
a choice of sweets, is hard to choose
with more than just the penny chews.
Some candied shrimps, some lemon drops
chocolate footballs, fizzy pops
Bonbons of strawberry, cola cubes
Dolly mixtures and sherbet in tubes
Candy lollies in different flavours,
Fruit sherbet drops with tastes to savour
lemon pastilles, and aniseed balls
and space dust that’s fizzy to not one kid but all
Chocolate cups, a favourite for me
were usually the thing to be eaten wi’ glee
But don’t eat them all now, or else there won’t be
any room left in your tummy for tea!
#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
In response to Thursday Photo Prompt
The woodland’s changing colour
from lush juicy greens to rustic reds
and painting a picture with a message
on the woodland paths
with each colourful crunch – “Winter’s coming”
When you entered the room
Instantly, you turned the boys heads
Like Desdemona had arrived
Dynamic
Heaven’s angel mixed with Hell’s fury
Only time would decide what happened next
Meeting up with old friends
By the banks of the waterside
Reality – you would be back at your post come morning
Expectations – out of the window.
#CYW #Atomictangerine
