The InkwellTitle prompt : C/o John Cooper Clarke
Scattered the seed
under a spruce based siding
noting the date and time
someone must have been looking over me, –
hail mary moment – for
in the redness of the sky – came a flash of light
next thing you know, enough raindrops for the buried seed to drink
expectant seedlings popping up to say hello
#napowrimo #acrostic
Positioned on the top of the neighbours roof
every day they
rest their talons on an aerial or tile
closely observing what the
humans have left for them
excitedly, they spot the bright yellow kernels
divebombing the position where they’ve been left
My mind was focused on two large pine cones
engaged in a race under an iron bridge
determined to reach the other side
in order
to beat the other to the bank
a force of nature willing them on
to reach the end before their friend
if you were wondering who won
of course – it was neither – it was the squirrels
now nibbling on them at the end of the bank
Salford 14th April 2020
#Napowrimo #Covid19 #Wildlife
Someone send out a message
Particularly to the man in the big house
Our feathered friends are not amused today – because
Our nation happens to be on lockdown – and no one sent them a message
Keeping the routine isn’t working – there’s nothing in the bins!
Even the prize of a dropped ice-cream isn’t sufficient
Drops required of birdseed – quick.
Salford 9th April 2020
The wildlife of the locality
have had their free reign
with everyone inside
and no sight of rain
swooping around
enjoying the air
landing on rooftops
without a care
meeting up with old pals
on a moonlit street
the pickings are meagre
there’s no one to greet
watching the geese and ducks
out on parade
spotting scattered birdseed
heading off on a raid
#Fowc #Few
Happy is the humble helicopter seed
that make their way from their parent tree
and land in fresh fertile soil
to grow and prosper
for many are chosen for the journey
but few actually succeed
#fowc #root
the source of the plant
grown from the seed
fed from the soil
Out of Sight
Unseen by most
till dug by the gardener
keeping those flowers
in perfect bloom
all the way to autumn
Special roots – Cleaned
and cooked in the oven
are tasty in stews
Edible Garnish
for the Sunday Roast,
sweet, juicy, tasty
#CYW #Chestnut
6th November 2019
Coming from two trees that hold its name
Horse and Sweet varieties exist
Each Autumn kids can be found playing games with conkers
Sweet fare created from the conkers sibling
Tartlets and pies and they’re even used at the Christmas table
Note however – you can’t eat the conker
Unless of course – you happen to be a squirrel
Though its easier if you find one – to plant it for a new tree.
A piece by inky in response to the in other words prompt
Photo credit: Garak01 from Pixabay.
You always wanted to be different
the other birds shook their heads at
Your topsy-turvy view of the world
but you always raised a smile
when the bottom of your seed tray appeared
They’ve waited around
practicing their manoeuvres
up and down the canal side
mastering approaches
Eyes focused
for a signal
and a time
and a place of green
Spring afternoon
perfect conditions
for old friends
to compete against each other
Superstar sportsmen
can only sit and watch
as gladiatorial battles take place
on the terracotta tiles
Spectators look on
from vaulted vantage points
up high and looking down
on the contest below
As they take their positions
and wait for the starter
spreading the breadcrumbs
across the walkway
The Inkwell