The Inkwell
Salford , 2nd April 2020
Someone is hovering over Salford’s bins
every day they’ve been seen – on spying missions
and some say – they’re worse than the pigeons
gracefully flying through the skies
until the bins on the waterside are
looking full – likelihood is – they’ll chance their
luck – with a lass coming home from the chippy
#CYW #HotMagenta
Its not what you’d call a subtle colour
and it couldn’t be called pink or purple
a fiery marriage where red meets blue
but mother nature seems to like
using their off spring to bring a bit
of eye catching colour to the garden
look around you’ll see it every where else too
in signs, on walls and in windows
the future’s bright – the future’s …. Magenta
#SoCs #Animal #Sounds #Salford #Manchester
I
Friday night in the Manchester Air
the birds are out for the night
in certain spots where the birdseed flows
and the neon lights paint the town
Sometimes Red, Sometimes Blue
II
Cats are out, and on the prowl
kings of their own domain
out in their preened green jungle
playing with their catnip toys
Sounding out a evensong
before tucking in to impromptu lunch
III
Down by the deep
under the shade – sound of feathered bridge
canard and his friends enjoy their grub – discussing the days events
keeping close together
so they keep their little ones warm
IV
four paws return from patrol
result from the hunt ? minimal
no chance of a fishy surprise – so he lets out a wail
but whats this ? something meaty awaits
by the cat blanket
V
who’s this coming up the garden path
playing in the snow and rain
big paw prints heading for the door
tail in the air, big wet nose on the floor
grown up puppy asks – Hello ! Time for Tea ? I would agree
Salford 5th February 2020
A tale of a meet and greeter at IWM North, Manchester
Take a good handful of young minds
and interesting artifacts from a fire engine to a British tank
under some really unusual lighting
give them a tale of a teapot smashed and
hold their attention with items in a display – leave for 5 –
then let them handle an old helmet or two
! While you tell them all about it !
#Socs
source : The Fourth Bear, Jasper Fforde, P.155
when you look out towards the river
you’ll spot a swathe of green
amongst the towering skyscrapers
its the prettiest place you’ll have seen
The fathers are sat perplexed at the mo,
for they’ve been offered some cash to bestow
so long as the man wi the concrete
can dig up the trees that do grow
And the maps are recording it “Untouched”
so it costs less for builder to build
and no chance of digging up something
that will see sight of money unforfilled
But locals that live there are anguished,
and want to keep their patch of green
they’re making a move on the town hall
to ensure that the diggers not seen
“A picture paints a thousand words”
#wordlesswednesday
As its the start of winter, at the toolshed (home of the inkwell)
A piece of artwork on seasonal migration….some of the birds have flown south
The ducks, geese and swans (as usual) have decided to stay by the canal basin
(Attracted no doubt by the free feed cast across the centenary walkway ! 🙂 )
Poem 2 of the word art project – If there’s a topic you would like me to cover – drop me a line on here THANKS!
#poetry #salford #docks #geese #swans #ducks #breakfast
What attracts our feathered friends
to the dock on a sunday morning
you would think they’d be happy
simply swimming over the surface
of the calm waters of the canal
Could it be the man from the council
Spreading sensational delights
on their favourite meeting spot ?
#Octpowrimo #Camera #Breathe #Acrostic
Salford, 24th October 2019
An acrostic of self help and photography!
Back on the corner of the quay
Really trying to grab the colours in that iconic building
Except – right at this moment – it’s not working for you
A time to step back, assess and relax
Take five , sit down and enjoy a drink of something frothy
Have something delightfully gooey and sweet and
Exhale – it’ll still be there when you get back
#Octpowrimo #Brokenpieces
Imperial War Museum North, Manchester UK (via the Inkwell), 22nd October 2019
How does someone express the act of war ?
take you through a hundred years
and tell that tale – that no one else can tell anymore.
The man with a vision
took a thing for brewing his cuppa
and changed it into something – iconic
Smashed with a hammer
Earth air and water
came together and reformed
Falling at the side of a waterway
painted by a painter
who’s centre stood next door
And in the evening sunlight
the air shard shone as shimmering light
cascaded off its solid steel
Morning beckons
and the tales from the shards
can be heard across town
from the tales within.
