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Clocks History Poetry Time

Clock

in response to the daily post Clock

Clock
by Brian F Kirkham
Salford, Monday 25th July 2016

Time moves
as the Earth goes round
the burning sun
moments pass by

Before the cog
a marker in ground
marked moments in time
shadows of the sun

Mechanical cogs turn
around in circles
turning the time
around and around

Seconds pass into Minutes
as Minutes turn into Hours
and as hours go by
The sun switches with the moon

The clocks second hand keeps moving
along with the earth
pushing the minute hand as
the hours move on

and events recorded by scholars

as the seconds pass on by

kept as a document of time

a thing called History.

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Brevity Poetry

Six word story challenge

As appearing on : https://nicolaauckland.wordpress.com/2016/07/23/sometimes-stellar-storyteller-six-word-story-challenge-41

This weeks prompt : Mistake

Here’s my Six word Story on the prompt

“He chose blue instead of red”

(Fellow British WordPressers – make of that what you will!)

 

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Eating Food Fruit Fun Garden Strawberries Treat

Feast

Feast

Take a crisp blue sky
and a gentle breeze
and add a little heat
Sand or Sea is optional
but a mat or blanket – essential

Sandwiches – Tomato or Cucumber
(or if you prefer) Ham or Beef
prepare a little salad
to serve on the plate beneath

Lemonades a nice drink you might want to take
or maybe a smoothie or ice-cream milkshake
The Grown-ups take coffee – or water for tea
in a well lined thermos – away from the bees

For afters – some fruit or perhaps a pie
Chocolate’s a favourite – I don’t want to lie!
but a nice way to finish this picnic – a dream
is a small bowl of strawberries – topped off with ice cream.

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Art Art Gallery Arts Photography Rehabilitation Relaxation

Scribbles in Notebooks

Pens and Pencils

Salford , 18th July 2016

“Just a humble little scribble from my notebooks”

I like writing and drawing, and though i’ll never be the next big thing when it comes to these artforms – I still find them helpful in my never ending mission to concentrate the mind.

 

Roman Ruins 2, Oledeniz
Pen Drawing, Roman Ruins, Oledeniz, Turkey

 

Whenever i’m off somewhere nowadays – I take my kit of supplies with me – notebook (A5) , pencils and paper, Bridge Camera, SD Cards, travel card , cash and not forgetting – supplies for lunch.

I get to my intended destination – I’ll have my lunch, find a suitable vantage point and begin recording what I see.  Sometimes – it’ll be a poem or verse, and others – it’ll be a photo or a drawing.  The inspiration comes from what I see.   The process, concentrates the mind.  As the basic forms take shape on the page – either in word, or in drawing – ideas come alive on the page

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Impressionist painting of the Roman Wall, Castlefield, Manchester (c) Brian F Kirkham 2015

When I get home – I’ll play around with the scribbles and drawings.  Thanks to my laptop I now have two marvellous sets of tools to turn my images into artworks – I principally use Adobe photoshop elements, but also use Corel’s Painter Essentials suite for its wide range of brushes.

Of course, if I want to use the time to concentrate – the computer gets switched off – the box of paints comes out and i’ll put something together from my notebook drawings onto my painting pad in Coloured pencil, pastels, watercolours or even oils

 

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Painting of IWM North, Brian F Kirkham, Salford 2015

 

 

 

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Heritage Historical Industrial Poetry

Silent Cargoes

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Silent Cargoes : Art Installation/Memorial to the old docks on Trafford Wharf.
Image by Inky.

Silent Cargoes

By Brian F Kirkham

Sat by the waters edge

Awaiting the cargo ship

The goods sit and wait

Pallets of goods

Await the arrival

of the dock – bound ship

Boxes neatly stacked

for Destination – Supermarket

Tea Coffee Cocoa

Whilst going on a trip

Screws, Nails, Nuts, Sprockets, Bolts

Off across the sea

Categories
Acrostic Childhood Growing up Learning Life Poetry Romantic Schooldays

Firework

Unpredictable

A proper little firework

ready to burst or explode in a moment

to get full attention

in the playground from

someone they’ve had their eye on in

the lunch break

(some one – get the sand bucket – she’s about to go off!)

 

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Birds Garden Poetry

Blackbird

blackbird
Beyond the night, a
Lonesome aviator lands
As daylight peeps its head over the horizon, the
Clever little feathered one
Keeps an eye on the lawn
Below, looking out for
Insects, or even a juicy worm
Round the four sides of the garden he flies till he
Dives down, on his prey – breakfast is served
https://allpoetry.com/poem/12774581-Blackbird-by-InkdropK
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Health Poetry

Positivity – 6 Word Poem

Looking for Rainbows in Cloudless Skies

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Acrostic Creatures Places Poetry

Desert

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Desert

Destination – Sand – for tough animals.

Even the hardiest elephant or

Ship of the desert

Expects a bit of

Relief from

Torrential heat – bring on the rain!

 

 

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Buildings IWM North Museum Museums Poetry

Imperial War Museum (North)

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Imperial War Museum North, painted by the author. (c) Brian F Kirkham

A poem on the branch of Imperial War Museum in Trafford, Greater Manchester.

Another Earth has Landed on the banks of the canal,
Broken in three by the hammer called War.

You climb the Stair
to reach the pole.
As darkness falls,
on earths remains.

Following a line, commemorating time
that has a start – but has no end
Sounds and smells from the past –
They Greet You.
Shaking you by the hand like an old friend.

The plane at the start, the tales it would tell
of its old friend Lusitania – they’ve salvaged its bell.
It’s Just past the smell of sweet poison gas,
you carry on walking and pass the old ass.
feeling your way through the trenches of deep
hoping you don’t wake all the rats that are asleep

The T-34 stands just round a bend,
a stones throw away,
from its nuclear friend,
telling the tales of it winning great battles.
The Cossacks roar out as the tanks tracks it rattles

And the Trabant car from Germany
stands out and tall
as you read of what happened
on both sides of th’ wall

Uniforms stand
in the windows to attention,
as you read of who wore them
– it is worth a mention.

And you read of the colours,
the flags of the men
who are remembered here proudly,
never seen of again.

And You wear the tin helmet
worn by the men
fighting fires wi’ red engines
in fives and in tens.

You land in their place
and think what would you do ?
As you read of the stories
from wars one and of two

Other poems on IWM North

Little Ol’ Red – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2016/05/16/little-ol-red-2/

A Humble Design – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2016/04/28/a-humble-design/

Harrier – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/harrier/

Tale of a Balloon https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2016/01/10/tale-of-a-balloon/

Dazzle – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/11/28/dazzle-2

Russian Tank – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/the-russian-tank/

Little white car – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/the-little-white-car/

Mathilda – https://inkdrops.blog/2018/09/05/mathilda/