Challenge 30 – No. 28

“Depth”

Down among the depths, taken at the Sea life centre, Old Trafford, Manchester


Deep down on the sea bed

Eager crustaceans

Play cat and mouse with

The fishermen up above them, and

Hoping they avoid the fishermans traps as they

Scurry along the sandy sea bed

Weathered

Another poem by inky

Salford (via Llandudno) , 11th January 2018

Weathered

I like the pebble beach at Llandudno.

each of those stones, has their own tale to tell

time taken over millions of years to form,

then broken up and shaped over another stretch of time

to create the many shapes that come together as a flat bed by the Irish Sea

great for skimming on the surface – if you can find just the right round ones

some of the cast are smooth to the touch and shiny as a button

but a word of caution – wear your shoes – some of these are sharp!

Memories of a glass bottomed boat

Rhodes, 18th October 2018

Watched with intent

As Mediterranean blue

Mixed with Aegean aqua

Travelling over waves

As crabs met tentacles

Admiring the land lubbers

Shellfish communicate with conch

The shows about to start

As hermit crabs scuttle towards the bigger fish

In an instant they appear

Waving a fin or a tentacle

In the greenest of blues

Catch of the day

Passes along the hull

To say hello and goodbye

Seasheep

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#octpowrimo #acrostic #seasheep #underwater

Something on the seabed

enjoys the fare the simple algae provide

as the sea grass grows under their feet

something like what you’d see on the moors enjoys a feast

hopping around the sea bed and

eating his greens…much like a similar beast

existing above the water

perhaps that’s why he’s got a similar name

Nautilus

Now sat with the other beachcombers treasures

A home for the hermit crab

Until yesterday it was collecting plankton on the sea bed

Till it was hoisted up and placed carefully

In a yellow collection bucket, where it

Lived with others like it

Until the beachcomber created

Something to make his house guests smile

Escape

Salford 14th September

crabs

#Promptuarium #Crabs

A poem for the above picture prompt provided by the promptuarium

Thrown headlong into the fisherman’s basket
the captured crabs jostle about
no ambition to end up as five star dining,
served up by a celebrity chef
so they climb on top of one another
creating a ladder to escape to the blue
with their crafty claws
scurring sideways and overboard
instead of ending cooked and on serving board

Visitor

#manchester #northwest

Manchester 23rd August

landed from some far away land

far from out in space

he wanted to experience life at a different sort of pace

he landed at the airport

created a kind of scene

they hadn’t seen someone at customs

quite that kind of green

after getting past the customs

he went off to the hills

experiencing the climbing

the wind the air the chills

and when he’d seen all that

he headed for the beach

and stuck his feet with all twelve toes

in the cool waters he could reach

drying off in a deckchair

having enjoyed his dips

he watched the waves roll into shore

with a box of fish and chips

Seagulls Lament

#Promptuarium

ow

I suppose you thought that was funny ?

here I am sat by the bins

enjoying what could be my only meal for miles

and you decide to disturb my breakfast

Innocently enjoying the fish in the box

then over my foot comes this big heavy rock

expecting me to just fly away

I was too busy eating – no time to play

If I were human – I might have had words

but thing is being feathered – I’m only a bird

you wouldn’t want my beak coming round you to peck

so why use a big stone – I could have broke my neck!

I should count myself lucky – it wasn’t from a gun….

but disturbing my breakfast – wasn’t much fun

so i’ll return the favour – when you come back from the shop

expect something to land – coming down with a plop!

La Mer

21st July 2018

#Sea #Mer #Water

Take me to the sea.

It’s the blue stuff most of the sea creatures rely on

It’s home for the whale, the shark and even the dolphin

(though you’ll never see the dolphin taking its waters)

forever being topped up by mother nature

and the clouds in the skies

What its favourite pastime ? Creating waves

If the boats want to take them on – let them

Navigating their way by sail to unseen treasures

Down in the deep