Bank Holiday Monday

Easter, Holidays, Poetry

#Easter #Holiday

The collective heads at the weather office

looked dumbfounded at the view outside the window

it was a common convention – it rained on a Bank Holiday

and yet, blue skies and sun were the order of the day

flowers were drenched in sunshine

and people were enjoying picnics in the park

as confectioners ran with their easter eggs

to keep their creations whole.

Trickery

Food, Poetry

In response to Fandango’s one word challenge

You knew your nephew wouldn’t eat his greens

every mealtime saw a trip to the bin

but appreciating his happy sweet tooth

you snook something into pudding unseen

and eating with the custard you did grin

as he ate up his carrots with a great big smile

hidden in the sponge cake with sultanas between

and wouldn’t complain about veg – for a while

Turnover

Cooking, Food, Poetry
AppleMark

#Fowc #Food # Turnover

Salford 15th April 2019

A tale of an Apple Turnover

This is a bit of a wonder

Undeniable – the baker is a bit of a marvel

Ripe apples transformed into a take home delight

Nice eaten hot with custard

Or cold with a bit of icecream

Varieties exist – some are spiced and others have sultanas in them

Everyone enjoys them as a breaktime treat –

Rows of delicious pastries leave, as fast as they are baked

Two Brothers

Animals, Cats, Poetry

A tale of two neighbourhood cats – c/o my profile on allpoetry.com

Sat on a grassy spot,
someplace by the house
two brothers sit on the outside porch
dreaming about a mouse

They’re waiting for their mum
to serve up summat for tea
and have been playing in the backyard
rolling in the grass with glee

Prowling through the green grass
as not to be seen or heard
pouncing on patches of lawn
hunting for a bird

Climbing on tables and chairs
in their fur all black and white
pondering what’s their catfood tray
thinking – what’s for tea tonight ?

Floating

Weather

Salford 9th April

Like a Marshmallow
on a freshly brewed coffee
they float through the sky

Shifting slowly over rooftops
Drifting across morning
over field town and meadow

Swirling through the Morning Sky
moved by winds east and west
strings of candy coloured cloud move

Early morning Sun
Turns pastel blue into Sunrise yellow
As clouds travel toward the hills

Wisps of Water 
Moving across Manchester
Heading for Hilltops

mystery ii

Poetry

Salford 30th March 2019

#freedomofexpression #iscriblr #mystery

a response to iscriblrs wonderful mystery challenge…enjoy.

A strange thing happened the other night

Under the cover of dark

Something with a sweet tooth paid us a call

He snook into the kitchen, without giving us a fright

And sitting down at my birthday cake, he did park

Having eaten his slice, he went out the door

Lighting up the kitchen , as he passed by the walls

And leaving a trail of cake crumbs on the floor

Delirious

Poetry

#fowc #delirious #inkdropk

The home crowd didn’t expect this

Their team in the bargain basement of soccer

Right on the bottom shelf

But still they cheered them on

Even after the scoreboard rang 3-0

Towards the stroke of half time

Was it the magic touch of the physio

Or those half time oranges thrown in the mix ?

Or perhaps in the change in coach’s speech

That the players ears would finally reach

Zipping round the pitch, playing like a dream

Nobody expected this…it seemed

At referees whistle … all was fixed

Away team 3 , home team 6