Things with the letter P

Photography, Places

#CFFC #LetterP #photography

Detroit Bridge

Located by Salford Quays and the Anchorage

We begin with Detroit Bridge and Salford Quays…wait a mo, i hear my readers cry…That’s Not a P word!….let me continue and i’ll explain

Upto the late 80s and 90s with the areas redevelopment the area the picture above was known as the Port of Manchester….as shipping landed goods up and down the waterway.

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Ordsall Park

The area around the docks has been given a spruce up and theres plenty of Green space and Parkland, where they could put it.DSC_0004.JPG

The landing point for sailing boats and narrowboats is popular for birdwatchers as various different birds frequent the waters.

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We may not get anything as colourful as this Parrot visiting the neighborhood, but we do get a fair portion of regular birds, such as seagulls, sparrows, starlings, bluebirds and not forgetting, Pigeons.

They’re all partial to a bag of fish and chips!

Bird of Prey

Birds, Cities, Home, Inspiration, Poetry

#Blogging101 #Napowrimo #Day19 #Manchester #UK #Archived #Poetry

Pulled this one out of my notebook – and decided to post it here after a little polish!

Manchester, 15th August 2013

Feathered Assassin

Sits on a vintage building

Waiting for Dinner

 

Sharpened talons gripped,

eyes focused on the quarry

his targets are marked

 

The pigeons gather

over the square together

strengthened in Number?

 

Moving in one Move

The feathers in the Gardens

make for Safe Haven

 

Swooshing and Swooping

over Manchester’s Skyline

Mission – Accomplished

On a Mission

Animals, BASIC, Birds, Poetry

Poem that appeared in “Writers Cramp” in 2010, For BASIC

The pigeon is skipping down the lane,
on a Mission.
He’s looking for that bit of fish,
from the open sardine tin,
left by the daytripper
at St Francis’ Basin.

Or the Half Eaten Sandwich,
Left in the bins
By the Designer
at the Outlet by Salford Quays

And passing snow geese can only look on,
as the pigeon hops,
between passing pedestrians,
in their summer regalia.

He doesn’t mind,
He and his friends,
He doesn’t mind
What they drop,
So long as they can have it
for dinner.