Spacekid

Astronomy, Childhood, Growing up, Poetry, Space

moondust

Salford, 22nd August 2018

Another piece inspired by the #Promptuarium

Many thought you a funny kid

On most nights they’d see you staring into space

Overlooking the positions of the stars and the zodiac

No other subject interested you more

Destiny ? to be the first man to live – on a base on the moon

Until then – you sit out in the garden – plotting your way there

Satellites floating in zero gravity over your head as you

Track your course with telescope, pencil and paper

Two Squirrels

Poetry

twosquirrels

Promptuarium, 18th August

You meet all sorts in your local park

two furry vermine were scampering past the bowling green

when they both sought my advice on

where the tastiest seeds were

“The Hazel tree is off to the west,

but the Conker tree has started dropping its seeds”

I told them,

they paused , then headed for the conker tree

where they fed like kings

before nodding me a thank you

and scampering for some hazelnut dessert

Fairy lights

Acrostic, Astronomy, Poetry

4th July 2018

A piece of poetry from inky’s mass of notebooks, with a nod and a wink to the #promptuarium

Scattered like diamonds on black velvet

the sky sparkles like precious cargo

arrays of colours transmitted from light years away

really catching the eye in the way each ‘jewel’ twinkles

some would say – its taken time getting here – but to others – its instantaneous