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Colours

Dandelion II

Down in the family garden

a roaring yellow flower lives in the borders

next to the hyacinths, roses, and tulips

Don’t think this is your standard “Weed”

each one of these has their own shape and colour

liked when the mane disappears and the seed heads transform

into something more light and fluffy

on the right days these travel through the air – when

new yellow flowers begin to grow.

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Chocolate Food Sweets

Double

#FOWC #Double

a sweet tasting response from inky to fandango’s latest one word challenge

Not your normal after dinner treat

it’s got two of everything, vanilla scoops, chocolate scoops, brownies, the lot

covered in drizzles of sweet chocolate syrup

even the wafer’s got a dash of cocoa running through it

pudding – a nice light one after that large dinner

unless you really fancy jam roly poly, swimming in custard

decisions , decisions

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Colours Poetry

Apricot

Apricots

Salford 24th May 2019

#Apricot #cyw #fruit #acrostic #poetry

A small yellow fruit, with a

Prune like stone in its centre

Ripe on the tree –

It’s colour – yellow, and when

Cut from the stem

often feels furry – much like a peach

Then again – its sweetness is nice at any time

Categories
Acrostic Freedom of Expression Poetry

Hope

I

Holding on to

One beam of starlight – the

Possibility that , Perhaps

Everything will be ok when the sun comes up

II

Heaven’s Gift,

Over which

People have positive thoughts for

Everything Going Right

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Poetry

Escape

Salford 14th September

crabs

#Promptuarium #Crabs

A poem for the above picture prompt provided by the promptuarium

Thrown headlong into the fisherman’s basket
the captured crabs jostle about
no ambition to end up as five star dining,
served up by a celebrity chef
so they climb on top of one another
creating a ladder to escape to the blue
with their crafty claws
scurring sideways and overboard
instead of ending cooked and on serving board

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Photography Places Poetry Transport

Central

07F84285-F2F6-4D6B-9F2E-1D812B6F7F74Salford 23rd August

a tale of Manchester central, which I knew as G-Mex when I were young (sic)

I

It’s the place

where mighty wheels

rolled over lines of steel

to take you north and south and east

to wonderous places where stress released

II

Slap bang

In the middle of town

The rail network changed – they shut it down

Exciting times lay ahead,

Sport and music from the railways bed

III

Conferences held under railways arch

Entertainment and sport – set among trees of green

Next to connections set up for the place

Travelways and walkways, Roman Wall, Air and Space

Rolling on to Altrincham, Bury and the Quays

And new lines to the home of Man city and the Beeb

Leading to th’ airport and parks and the trees

IV

and just by the tramstop – in the place by the field

the stations old tale is all but revealed

showing the vehicles that stopped at this place

before changes to the line – Piccadilly replaced.

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Life Poetry

Jiffy

Jiffy

thoughts on today’s daily post from inky.

 

Yellow Padded bag

Protects Precious items here

Delivered in post

 

Contents of the bag

Content with its travel

from place a to b

 

Take care as it drops

surviving the postal fall

careful where you step

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Cooking Food Life Poetry

Gorden Bleu!

14th July 2017

Dusting down the old poetry notebooks again…

An Old poem recovered from my dusty old box of writings, written back in October 2012, when i was reminiscing on my Ambassadorial experiences…and mum and dad were out of the house – so i had to go foraging….

 

Thursday evening and I’m on the hunt for some tea

after spending an hour in’th museum or three

so i pick up me notebook from BASIC thats laid

and search for a recipe to come to my aid

 

I hop to the market to buy me some fish

to try and do justice to a most yummy dish

I chop up an Onion and a jar of some sauce

and not forgetting the pasta of course

 

I boil up some water from kettle to pan

and add the twirly pasta, according to plan

and so it don’t stick, or so it don’t spoil

i add to the pan a drop of veg oil.

I fry off the onion, in the oil in the pan

and then add the fish thats been sealed in the can

 

and when pasta’s done i then add the sauce

covering every morsel of course.

And when pasta’s bubbling – it’s time for my tea

so i’ll plate up and eat up – turning off the TV.

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Acrostic

Loop

Loop
like you go around in circles with the pen

Over time, you begin to repeat, going

over and over , changing position each time by degree till a

Pattern emerges on the paper

Categories
Animals Food Greece Holidays Insects

Honeycomb

18th May 2017

A San-San poem – Origins rooted on the Greek Island of Crete

 

Honeybee.jpg

On holiday by a grecian water

I saw a flying insect having some tea

it flew for the pollen from flower to flower

occasionally passing a grecian sun or daughter

it was happy to pass through the flowers this bee

till it was time to head for home

where it spend a passing hour

away from the sun making honeycomb.