The Inkwell
#Socs #Up #Down
I
The sky and stars are yours
rising to new heights
where you want to go
is all up to you
maybe one day
you’ll make it to the moon
II
Keeping your feet on
Terra Firma – was always
your best idea – sinking your feet
down into nice warm sand
The moon is nice
from a seat by the sea
#Character #Space #Universe #writeclub
While the planets
Go round the Sun (our star)
and far off systems
go round their own stars
something keeps
space and time moving
The old man of space
keeps mother milky way , Andromeda
and her other brothers and sisters
turning while he watches on
There have been times
when he really wanted a change of scene
but instead – he kept going
in the same direction
So don’t be dismayed – if the stars out at night
seem out of place – and not quite right
Our dear old universe just want’s to play
It’s why all the patterns don’t look the right way
Salford 17th October 2020
#Octpowrimo
Outside in the darkness
the spirits dance under the LED Nights
that cast their lights over the tarmac road
shadowy forms skip and hop over kerb and walk
while the cats on the doorstep look on
as the night sky twinkles with the far off light
and constellations watch the night time boogie
Salford 27th April 2020
#Napowrimo #writeclub #Dreams #Metaphor
The moon is a bright shiny Ten Pence piece
The sky is a furry dark blanket
The stars are little sequins reflecting on that blanket
The sea is a vast mirror, reflecting whats above
The Moon is a beacon for space travelling mice
The sky is the map they use to travel about
The stars are the destinations on that map
The sea the place they hide their spaceship
The moon lights up the sky at night
The sky keeps a kite up in flight
The stars play with the new thing in the sky
The sea watches on, and moves on by
Wednesday, 9th October 2019
#Space #Toys #Dreams #Octpowrimo
He always wanted to travel
Lego man living on the shelf
his greatest descent – not a fall from grace
but sent into flight from a feather duster
till one day he flew
onto a book that made his dreams
into reality (of sorts) – as he landed and
walked into a patchwork of stars
#Space #Stars
Salford 1st September 2019
A painting and poem with a space theme created at night (light pollution permitting!)
Out there in deep space
Revolving particles of matter are
Being brought together
In the creation of
The latest star in the night sky
#Fowc #Bewitching
You couldn’t put your finger on it,
the way this junior librarian looked her way
and you jumped right to it
Maybe it was her smile
or the way she had her hair
that captured your eye
you would share a drink at lunchtime
while the boys just stared and looked
and the cat stared from her handbag – their goose was cooked
But meeting that night – impossible
as off in the air she’d fly
leaving you down on terra firma
as she flew through the stars in sky
Image prompt c/o Pinterest – anyone want to lay claim to the image let me know and i’ll credit you on here – thanks!
Link: https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/forever-2/
They said they’d be friends for ever
as they watched the magical sight
a merger of magical colour
bringing colour to the night
but then – a terrible happening
hit them both stone dead
as a flying piece of asteroid
hit them both as they planned to be wed
but as night fell after the morning
the two lovebirds returned to the spot
and continued to go there each night time
long after family and friends had forgot
I watched
with my feet still sat in wet sand
as the evening skies faded
like a fire in outer space
day turned slowly into night
and silver fish still circled
as a central point of
fire and ice
waited for the many moons
in the grecian sky to settle in their spots
like diamonds in the sky
4th July 2018
A piece of poetry from inky’s mass of notebooks, with a nod and a wink to the #promptuarium
Scattered like diamonds on black velvet
the sky sparkles like precious cargo
arrays of colours transmitted from light years away
really catching the eye in the way each ‘jewel’ twinkles
some would say – its taken time getting here – but to others – its instantaneous
The Inkwell