Salford 14th September
#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
#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
#Promptuarium
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!
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
#promptuarium #Ontheshore
small hot fire burning
from the floating boat remains
captain toasting boat
Remains in a group
Under cover of a palm tree
Shelter above shade
Feasting like a royal
Tomorrow – commences hunt
fish on the menu
The tide is coming in
its wiping out the deftly deposited footprints
down shore
enveloping them in sea water
The tide is coming in
its tempting little toes
daintily dancing down the sand to
enter its cool waters
The Tide is coming in
its cartwheeling shells in its waves and
depositing them on the
edge of the dry bit of the beach
Life is a long branch of events and choices
some shy away from making decisions
whilst others grab the bull by the horns
climbing the rockface
or in some cases – jumping off it
So – when it comes down to it
the decisions you make are yours
will you dip your toes in the shark infested sea
or play russian roulette with crusty crustaceans on the beach ?
all those decisions – are down to you
Salford 4th April 2018
The world is immense – to most people
Over the water there’s places you’ve never been to
During your lifetime – you’ll experience many a new thing
Daffodils won’t be the only flower you chomp on as you
Let your little toes explore the water (with mum and dad’s help)
Enjoying the nice warm sand in a place thats new whilst
Relaxing under a colourful umbrella.
Salford (via Navagio Beach) , 22nd February 2018
White Sandy beaches,
Offset by clear blue sea
Navigated rusted boat sat by the cliffside
Down where the anchor should be
Encrusted with Barnacles and other sea creatures
Rock formations , home to a multitude of life
From strings of mussels to hermit crabs
Unless someone picks them up – they’ll sleep away in the sun
Looking around when its time for tea
It’s that bit, where the sky meets the sea
the place where sun and moon go up and down
to tell the difference tween day and night
an elusive fellow by nature
as he looks so far away when you look at him
by the time you think you’ve got to where he is
he’s either ten miles in front – or stood behind you
