The Inkwell#CYW #Periwinkle
Dancing around in the lightest of breezes
bringing a spot of colour to parks and gardens
before the frost comes in
the ground you sit in determines your colour
sometimes you’re pink, sometimes you’re purple
but most of the time you’re as blue as the sky above you
and you shore up your fellow flowers
the daffodils and tulips keeping them standing tall
while the breeze of the wind goes through the park
#Socs #Collarsup
Considering its not the warmest
Outside, and it
Looks like autumnal weather is here
Like an old friend
Application of a Woollen Jumper or Scarf might be in order
Really good Duffelcoat or Waterproof to keep out the rain
Something tells me we’re going to need it
Until mother nature allows the mercury to rise – its best to
Prepare….stay indoors if you don’t have to go out – wrap up if you do
#CYW #Peach
Picked from the trees in the hills of Asia
each fruit furry to the touch
and juicy with every bite – just watch out for the stone in the middle
can be eaten on its own, or with custard or cream
hot out of the oven – its wonderful in a pie or a flan
Note to the reader – No one was harmed in the creation of this poem 🙂
It seemed that all was looking well
as the bride made her way down the aisle
and the vows were said with grace
the decorations made the hall look swell
As her bridesmaids escorted her in style to a hall,
where food of Heston Blumenthal ,
was served up in a most grand place
on silver platters Wall to Wall.
All seemed well, till after the dance
and the cooks brought in the wedding cake
the hotel located by a railway line
All would be well, you would thought the chance
as an express went past the floor began to shake
and tiers of the cake, began to fall
they saved three tiers – but what of the rest? was it fine?
ask the page boys under the table where it sat by the wall
Written for this week’s Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com.
They Call it “Modern Living”
as they rise up to the sky
colourful boxes in formation
thirty or fourty miles high
You would definately call it colourful
You could also call it cosy
You could even call it sardine-like
as you give your neighbours a nosy
Some like the format of it all
as they talk to the neighbours ‘cross the way
but some don’t like the shadows
its night in the middle of the day
Balconies round a patch of green
which after sundown, isn’t often seen
watching the clouds pass in the sky
and seeing the odd bird fly by
#Fowc #Encounter #Rhino #Zoo
Armour Plated cousin of
Our dear old friend the horse
Lives off lots of green stuff
and fruits and berries of course!
With that great big horn on the end of his snout
you’d be careful when he starts running about
but he’s friendly to all who visit his lawn
and the keepers who look after his shiny white horn
#6WSP #Sixwords
That Final Piece of the Jigsaw….
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 #Drain
Delving down the plughole
revolving in a never ending spiral
as the water travels
in perpetual motion
night after night, down the pipes towards the cleaning plant
#SocS #Bythehundreds #Sweet
Held in a container and kept
Up on the same shelf as the glace cherries
Numerous sweet strands wait for the
Day they decend on the fairy cakes
Rainbow Rebellion? no…more like decoration
Each one looking forward to the
Decadent day they add a spot of colour to the
Sweet icing they land on
