New Year, New Day

The first post of 2021.

New year in colour – Big Ben at Midnight, splash of colour by inky

I

The hour past

The bells chimed

One year confined to the history books

One year to look forward to

II

Late Nights

Laced with wine, food, drinking and song

Leads to a long nap under the duvet

Lying in on the downward strait to twelth night

III

Promises made – Resolutions

in changing and interesting times

enjoying a feast at the first day of the year, while

some prepare, to head out for bargains

Box

#Socs #Box

So,

as you raided the tree

navigating all the pressies to get to your own, did you

take care to check the big red box

at the side of the tree ?

Pleasant surprise

resides inside for you

even the family dog wants you to

see what’s inside

except – though its from santa – theres

no name on the tag….

though theres a pressie everyone will enjoy.

Warehouse

Salford (Via Trafford Park), 3rd September 2018

 

This is the place

where mighty ships cargo

lay resting after its journey

after a long ride on the waves

 

Men toiled in the heat

as silent shipping crates

moved to the sound of the warehouse mice

avoiding the company cat

 

Inwards and Out

the orders of the day

some on road – some on rail

having come in from sail

 

To be changed in an instant

to wear or to eat

grain for the flour mill

or silk for the mayors seat

 

Changes in time led to changes afoot

as sons and daughters move on in their new fancy boots

dancing away to a shanty or two

like their elders before them – they think that its new!

Here and Now

Salford 19th February 2018

Present

I can look back on yesterday

Ponder my actions

Examine my thoughts

Tomorrow lies ahead

but sat here in the moment

its so far away

Preparation – in a short while

for journeys to come

can ease any last minute nerves

The future can wait

till the sun rises again

when tomorrow becomes today

Roots

A response to the prompt Roots

by Brian F Kirkham for the Inkwell

Salford 8th May 2017

Like any other little seed,

you need time to grow

grasp the air

spread some branches

And when the time is right

charged with energy and excitement

you’ll take your own flight

before landing on the soil of your choice

But remember your past

for the time will have passed

and contemplate the time

passed through movement and rhyme

for its time to develop

and grow new shoots

but dont forget family

the place of your roots