The Inkwell#Writeclub #Iceberg
Iceberg
In the watery depths – it waits
Cold hearted assassin
Engaging its prey
Boats don’t stand a chance…
Even when clad with mighty armour – They’re
Rounded up as they try to escape – and attacked,
Grounded – or Sunk
If wide eyed
Captains don’t open their
Eyes – the crew they work with will get a surprise
Being jostled by the giant of frozen ice
Engaging a giant ? the boat pays a price
Rocking the boat or bashing its hull
Gushing in seawater till the hull , it is full
Salford, 14th November 2019
#fowc #can
Container – made of
Aluminium – containing something
Nice, Fruity and Fizzy
Cornucopia of flavours held back by
A steel ring pull
Now Chillin’ in a cool space
Could be a surprise upon opening
A release of the fizz under pressure
Nobody knowing what happens next – take cover!
In response to the Colour your world challenge
Something caught you
unawares
red tinge around your cheeks
perhaps you weren’t expecting it
rosy complexion brought to your face
its not embarrassment –
somethings just made your heartbeat
elevate that little bit quicker
#Christmas #Hidden #Sweets
7th January 2019
I received an extra present yesterday.
I’d been wandering what dad was going on about when he mentioned an extra present at the end of Christmas time
I’d enjoyed seeing the brightly coloured baubles on the Christmas tree, especially the new larger ones. They were twinkly inside. I just guessed they were part of the decoration
Time came and each of the baubles came off the branches of the tree
and Dad told me of his secret….The twinkly baubles actually contained SWEETS. The foil wrapping reflected the lights off the tree
and in one of the big round baubles , all coloured red was my special surprise – a bag of vanilla fudge.
Stop press….it’s not just my dear old dad hiding stuff in baubles. My provider of hot chocolate has been at it too…delivered on 7th January. so now there’s another metal bauble for the Christmas tree.
#Weekendcoffeeshare
Sat in a coffee house of Italian Style
Giving my feet a rest for a while
having traversed the floor of a great gallery
my feet need a rest – and I start to agree
I order a late lunch – between two bread rolls
and sit down at table to rest up my soles
and whilst I am waiting – I read a good story
one that is funny and not at all gory
And as I wait, the steam it just rises
as barista puts in a cup of surprises
toffee flavour bits in my cocoa of day
a flavour that’s tasty in its own special way
But here comes my late lunch – tomatoes and meat
with cheese and salami – a real special treat
and as I tuck in, I’ve enjoyed my day
Sandwich brightening the weather, despite all the grey.
A piece of prose by the author, in response to the Prompt
What is that hiding behind your back ?
Something you do not want seen – hidden away
Who’s that for ? What’ve you bought now?
Your face reveals nothing but a beaming smile
Clues abundant – around the house
Icing sugar and poster paint all over the kitchen
and hiding away in a colourful box
A special surprise – is under the stairs.
