The InkwellSalford 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
Sat in a moon lit pool of brilliance
Puss looks around the darkness surrounding him
Often he’d go out of the house
To head out for a walk on the town with the
Lads, but the
Instance of the news means – nobodies visiting so
Going garden hunting is a solo pursuit
He’ll spend the time in a patch of green
Taking in the stars instead
Salford, Monday 4th May
It’s early morning, as i rise
and the street is busy to my surprise
for waking up the chorus (Dawn)
a pussy cat, a little forlorn
He’d spent his time, with his pals last night
playing around under the street lights
but now Ra is up, it has to be said
this furry old cat wants in for his bed
His stomach is full, thanks to a friend on the street
corned beef from a can – a most tasty treat
but his thoughts turned to breakfast, as on street he did play
so off to the garden , he began to make way
And up is his owner, so he’s through the back door
and slowly he goes off to his bed on the floor
so while humans are out, with meetings they keep
our furry old pussycat, is in bed, sound asleep
Salford, 5th April 2020
#Discoverprompt #DiscoverWP #Street
Another tail from inky
I think of it like a branch of a tree
follow it back long enough and you’ll find
the grocers , the bakers, the butchers
schools and doctors
maybe a theatre or gallery
and houses tall and small
and a much larger branch
pointing off to another part of town
perhaps even – another town
if you have a set of wheels
#SoCs #Animal #Sounds #Salford #Manchester
I
Friday night in the Manchester Air
the birds are out for the night
in certain spots where the birdseed flows
and the neon lights paint the town
Sometimes Red, Sometimes Blue
II
Cats are out, and on the prowl
kings of their own domain
out in their preened green jungle
playing with their catnip toys
Sounding out a evensong
before tucking in to impromptu lunch
III
Down by the deep
under the shade – sound of feathered bridge
canard and his friends enjoy their grub – discussing the days events
keeping close together
so they keep their little ones warm
IV
four paws return from patrol
result from the hunt ? minimal
no chance of a fishy surprise – so he lets out a wail
but whats this ? something meaty awaits
by the cat blanket
V
who’s this coming up the garden path
playing in the snow and rain
big paw prints heading for the door
tail in the air, big wet nose on the floor
grown up puppy asks – Hello ! Time for Tea ? I would agree
The trees are bending
moving to a western tune
played by coming wind
rolling autumn leaves
around tarmac cul-de-sacs
to the alley’s end
follow the brown leaves
and you find them piled up high
by a pelican
some decide to rest
whilst others run the gauntlet
towards the river
final resting spot ?
answer to question – unclear
floating down river
Salford, 25th September 2019
#Salford #Children #Parking #Gardens #Street #Sports
In order to save themselves some pocket money
the sports fans find convenient side streets
parking off the main road on the way to the stadium
One by one, they move on to empty paving
ignoring the call of the parking charge
plastered on the nearby wall
Playing fields and abandoned land
Perfect Places for those with a nose (and Permit)
to Place a spot for incoming visitors
Kids sit forlorn – as their playspace
finds itself taken over for 48 hours
by hawkers with money on their mind
Traffic jams – a certainty
as kids take over the abandoned tarmac
for an impromptu game of rounders
#fowc #churlish
Salford, 30th August 2019
A response for fandangos prompt, taken from a memory
Now that’s a fine way to act,
as you sit with your arms crossed
on the corner of the cobbled street.
throwing a strop and
calling people names
is really lady like – isn’t it ?
I’ve seen you pull that face
a hundred times before
you can come in now – its time for tea
your face will soon change when pudding is served
Salford, 8th April 2019
It’s not as if an alien were
looking for a landing spot or
leading lights of theatre were performing outside
under portable stage lighting –
moon looks on in awe – as halogen lighting casts
instant brightness down the street
night time glow falls over housing
as orbs of light create silhouettes and shadow
the sky seems brighter somehow
its like the brightness has hidden all the stars
overhead – outside, some place there’s satellites flying
note though – with all the light – you can’t see them
“Shadow”
Sun light has a wonderful artistic temperament
Holding images from objects below it
As the suns rays fall to the floor,
Drawings of things around and about appear
On the ground nearby
When the light goes, they disappear till the moonbeams appear
