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Airforce Art Poetry

In the Hangar

#IWM #Airfix #Duxford

D-Day Spitfire Airfix – Made and Photographed by BF Kirkham.

A poetry piece by B.F. Kirkham.

There’s a bucket of wings on the table,

but this ain’t no KFC

You’re there with your mates at the ready

and take home a plane for free

You pick up the pieces as listed

the fellow from museum there to help

as your classmates fumble with pieces

and boys and girls start to yelp

Behind you is the perfect model –

they tell you it took men all those years

as part of the wing it does come off

and it almost brings you to tears

Patience – comes call from behind you

as you fiddle with the pieces for a while

it won’t take you long – and you can’t get it wrong

as the teacher gives you a smile

Suddenly it all comes together

the tail end the wings and the prop

resembling that big plane behind you

and its something you don’t want to drop

So you say ta to the model instructor

with your plane that’s been made paid and mended

and your classmates all fly, those planes from time gone by

before the trip to the museum is ended.

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Memories Places Poetry Schooldays

Castlerigg

#Napowrimo #Room #Dorm

Reflection of a shared room (school retreat)

Painting from photo : Castlerigg Manor, Keswick (p) Brian F Kirkham 2020

Keswick, 1987

Up in the hills

by a mountain stream

a place of reflection and retreat

the room shared three

with a view of the lakes

a place to ponder, relax and take breaks

colour scheme – calming

a sight of some sheep

and during our breaks we would gambol and leap

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Acrostic Clouds

Daydream

Sunday 1st March 2020

Doing schoolwork when the sun is shining is

A bit of a chore – and kids have been doing it for

Years, staring out the window

Doodling sheep out of the clouds

Reactions from the teacher ?

Expected, but getting angry won’t grab their attention

As the warm rays cast onto the tables of the classroom

Making colourful rainbows across the table

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Acrostic Food Schooldays

Threat

#Fowc #Threat

The words were clear and definite

Hot on the plate – something really horrible

Reality ? If it wasn’t eaten up

Each child knew – they wouldn’t see the

Apple pie with custard

That was delivered after dinner

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Poetry Schooldays

The Rebel

#Fowc #Rebel

Salford, 6th July 2019

the one everyone remembered at school

not breaking the rules, just bending them

wearing skirts just above regulation

and turning up just in time avoiding detention

her fellow classmates – adored her act

popularity in the school yard ? – an absolute fact

but the lad in the library – reading his books

was the one she was after – if only he looked.

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Poetry

Homework

#Fowc #Homework

The children hate it

loaded with work from teacher

sat by the table

a list of adding up

writing stuff on countries far

and reading practice

Mum and Dad Helping

with the really big questions

Multiplication

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Poetry

Old friends

Salford, 14th November 2018

Memories of a mate, brought back in an instant

A blast from the past, delivered with a click

Noted – you’ve not talked for a while

Changes in address do that 

Hoping – they remember your name

Expectations raised as they recognise your face

Someone should have said – its the passing of time

Talk about the old days, in a familiar place

Engaging about others 

Round a table with Tea and cake

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Poetry Schooldays

Old Friends

Note from Inky:

Cheers to

https://serafinajayne.wordpress.com/2017/02/09/friendship/

for the prompt

 

You’ve been around for a bit

going round in the same circles

but passing each other without noticing

 

You shared everything

from gobstoppers to pencil cases

and spots on the high school bus

 

Your paths met

a lifetime fork in the road

as you went one way, and they went another

 

You wandered where they ended up

No phone calls letters or e-mails

Till one day – a message – “You’ve got mail”

 

Arrangements made

and best suit pressed

for a meet of the whole year – most impressed

 

And as you reach, the dance hall door

your old friends sat waiting – like you knew them before

as you head out to venture the dance hall floor

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Poetry Romantic Schooldays

Blush

Blush

blood rushing quickly to the cheeks

like something out of a mills and boon novel

unrequited romances brought to life on

school hallways or stairs and

hailed to all and sundry from the response

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Learning Schooldays writing

Nursery Crime

Rhyme

Sat in class with pen in hand

English teachers lesson planned

write us a poem, without any rhyme

you have a few days – there’s plenty of time

So inspiration i did seek

going through books for a week

and every page would set up the same

with two words a rhyming – without any blame

Sing a Song of Sixpence, Jack and Jill

Humpty Dumpty, all from the quill

of a master writer, who’d mastered his art

and educated fellows – would tear it apart

I did my best – and restored a piece

giving the rhymes their release

but end of the day – i’d return to that book

as i liked the original way that they looked