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Art Arts Poetry

Looks Familiar

#threelinetales

Splashing something sunny

over somebody else’s scrawled tag

you know the work but do you know the artist ?

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Clothes

Where do missing socks go?

#Napowrimo

A sole sock….the others missing! Image by inky

I’ve been told there’s a place

that missing socks go

but where it’s located on this blessed earth

heaven’s do i know

perhaps they’ve gone to that

magic space where the locks have no keys

so they’ve locked on to a pole by a sunny bench

and are sunning themselves with ease

or maybe they’re sharing space in a box

with those puzzle pieces long past

the one’s you’ve been looking out for an age

and when you find ’em will yell at last

They could be hiding in your bag of marbles

or with your seaside pebbles and rocks

but the left out one has now found a right

even if you’re wearing odd socks…..

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Childhood Poetry Schooldays

Pint Sized Sheriff

#Writeclub #poetry #Nursery #Playground #School

Note from Inky : I’ve used the english terms for the younger end of school here, i realise they might be different elsewhere!

In response to the write club prompt “I am the law”

Written in a moment of insomnia by inky.

The posse in the playground are all taking cover –

there’s a new sheriff in town

Rolling into the playground on his wheeled silver horse

he’ll take on the bad guys (and raiders of course)

new hat, new leathers and britches

he’ll sort out the wild west of this dry gulch school

They took out the last sheriff in a high stakes duel

he landed on his bottom in the paddling pool!

And covered in sticky and given a fright

his deputies were in soapy suds for most of the night

The bandits they raided the tuck shop and all

till the leader of the playground sent out a call

Dressed in his boots and his one gallon hat

he yelled “i’m the sheriff!” and that was that

Water cascaded from east to the west

and the soaked bandits gave up to the sheriff that was best.

So to supersoakers in playground there’s a new kid in town

armed with his water pistols he’ll take them all down.

Post Note: When all of this happened teachers were in a muddle

on a bright shiny day the playground was a puddle!