Pea Soup

10th January 2019

I could say mother natures been cooking,

but she’s obscured my view

I can barely see, what’s in front of me

never mind a metre or two

And the pea soup – its a moving

as it follows the warmth of the ground

its making pretty whirls and swirls

as it moves around

And its not easy when your commuting

from museum to back to home

as the fog falls on down, it makes you frown

as you might just be looking through foam!

In their finest

Salford, 9th January 2019

On a Sunday morning,

In the bright sunshine

You’ll see them all

In their finest

Taking a walk

With husband or wife

Along with the children,

Escaping the strife

No work for the blacksmith

The shops are all closed

They’ve all been to church

So a walk is proposed

And while making their way

To the local town fair

Some humbugs and sweets

The family will share

As mum and dad rest

In their boaters and hats

The children play games

With the balls and their bats

Blue green

Waterfalls and Closeups

#coloryourworld #cyw #bluegreen

A piece for colour your world also about the painting of a waterfall

The painter played with his shades

capturing land and sky

luscious fields of green

meeting up with shades of blue

and as field and sky met Together

at horizon, they converged

forming new colour round middle

Where land and sky they merged

Weathered

Another poem by inky

Salford (via Llandudno) , 11th January 2018

Weathered

I like the pebble beach at Llandudno.

each of those stones, has their own tale to tell

time taken over millions of years to form,

then broken up and shaped over another stretch of time

to create the many shapes that come together as a flat bed by the Irish Sea

great for skimming on the surface – if you can find just the right round ones

some of the cast are smooth to the touch and shiny as a button

but a word of caution – wear your shoes – some of these are sharp!

Hourglass

Salford, 30th December 2018

The seconds tick on by

With each single grain of sand

Falling softly into the hourglass

Each second passing

Moments in history

As the grains keep falling

And Father Time watches

As his birthday approaches

And it’s time to shave the beard off

Intruders

Salford, 21st December 2018

Melanie looked at the living room carpet

Enveloped by four soggy footprints

Local law enforcement scoured the area, but

Terrible thing was … they couldn’t find the culprits

Even the footprints outside could be found , it’s like they

Disappeared in the snow ❄️

Toy soldier

Salford 19th December

Taking his position along the rest of the toys,

Our hero in red, keeps his eye on the rest of his chums

Year on year , he stands on guard

Sometimes, walking back and forth, when he ventures

Out of his box.

Liked by his pals in the house,

Days are brightened by his colourful persona

In winter, he likes walking round, as

Excited little fellows see what the jolly fellow in

Red has brought them

Ransacked

Salford 16th December 2018

Morning after the night before

The scene….reminiscent of a burglar

Objects festooned across living room and kitchen

But there’s not a window smashed

Or door broken

Instead, two happy little faces are found

Among brightly coloured carnage

Playing with the toys

That Santa has left behind for them

Heading for the warm

#birds #nest #poetry

The mercury retreating was a sign

Restless mums and dads

Feeding their offspring

So flying lessons could begin

Up in the nest

They flapped their wings

Facing the worst

The weather could bring

And out from the nest

They jumped and they flapped

Heading for a tree

Their mum and dad mapped

Leaving the nest

For sunnier climbs

Hoping to return

After the winter time