#Fowc #Track
Sunday 14th April
Two lines of sturdy steel
Rolling down the road, from point a to point b
A thing for the engine to be able to travel
Connecting people and places across this isle
Keeping people moving
Tag: Tram
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Girl In The Tinted Glasses
Salford 11th December 2018
I don’t know what it is with you.
You’re there at the same time, same day
Same Reaction to my appearance on the opposite platform
Gawping like a primary school kid
I’m not an alien – and i’m past caring
what old style clothing you think i’m wearing
attitude of a kid of an age
who isn’t even working for minimum wage
To try and catch my attention,
You flounce and pout
And if stood with your pals
You scream and shout
Maybe you think i’m “The One” for you
Oh if only – that were true
Giggling with your pals – shows you ain’t older
even if your attitude seems any bolder
Perhaps, you think the camera footage
will catch the eye
of an X-Factor Judge at Mediacity
but all your peacocking gets from me – is pity.
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Parallel
particularly important
as things go, the way the tram lines
rails are aligned
as they have to be a certain distance for the
light rapid transport to be powered by
electrical lines
leading off to the destination ahead
In the dawn light of a winters morning
its very hard to see
why the important man with his
very important briefcase
should be stood at the platform
getting covered in snow
if he’d listened to the announcer –
a bus arrived two minutes ago
but he let it pass
and like an ass
he stands there in the snow
in the Dim light of the station
Will he catch his train….hmmm? No.
Peter smiled, as the postie dropped the
Envelope through the letterbox – no more
Rumpus waiting for taxi cabs
Movement around town – was now assured
Indeed , he could go all around the region for the same price
Today, he’ll check out whats happening – Tomorrow, he’ll be there (with his carer)
Eccles to Manchester, 5th September 2017
Manchester – here is a public announcement
Even the local birds
Think their dinner is taking a liberty , as it
Rides along the tracks without a pass, for now
On system lines from Salford to Ashton, and Bury to Altrincham
Like old Mancunian cotton weavers, they leave
Interesting little webs like they’re decorating the tram
Note the way though – they stay still on their threads when spotted
Kings of the carriage, till the arrival of a cleaner.
Salford Quays and Manchester Piccadilly, 25th June 2010
The wheels of the tram roll in as
the sun descends over Ontario Basin
The moon sits proudly in a northern sky
shining on the remains of a fallen earth
Moonlight casts its light like a net
over water, concrete and glass
rainbow lights flicker on the waters edge
as glitterballs twinkle
Music played from off afar
buskers collect tips in their hats and jars
sirens cut the peace as peacemakers go cross the town
and cleaning crew vehicles cover the ground
And maidens of the day
make their way in the coloured light
as moon shines brightly
and stars guide through the night
The final buses are making their way
no more time to go and play
so its drinking a beverage in the late night caff
talking with mates and having a laugh.
Salford, November 2015
I’ve got to freely admit – I’m kind of New to this blogging thing.
However , it works in parallel with my other writing habit – poetry
So, when the need arises – the laptop i’m typing at now gets turned off…
(right now – dedicated bloggers reading this are either screaming, wailing, weeping or a combination of all three…if it’s the last one – SNAP OUT OF IT!)
I’ll pack my satchel – with some writing/drawing material and some hand made sandwiches (normally Corned Beef with HP sauce, or Chicken with Cranberry), and my Camera (with spare batteries – Just in Case) . My Ipod gives me something to listen to if I decide to take a longer journey
And then with Satchel Packed, and Wallet, Phone and Bus Pass to hand, I’ll head into the wild blue yonder (Normally via Greater Manchester’s Metrolink Service or nearest Bus) and take in the scenery of the parks and gardens the place I call home has to offer.
Take my railcard with me – I could be on the sands within half an hour.
It refreshes the batteries , particularly if its kite-flying weather.
(An Old Spruce is bending in the back garden as i’m typing this – if it wasn’t for the clouds above – i’d be outside today)
And then once refreshed – I’ll head back home
With A Smile, and a happy heart
and perhaps a doodle or scribble for a future blog….
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Trains, Planes, and Automobiles.”
Lands end to John O’ Groats on Public Transport ?
It sounds like a preposterous suggestion to make, but its not that far fetched.
You see, living where I do , in Greater Manchester – there’s an excellent network of Buses, Trains and Trams to get to. Even in the short period of time while I was waiting for my Travel Pass, a Tram ticket cost a meagre £1.20 for a return into the city centre, and with the BBC Moving in opposite the Lowry Arts Complex
at Salford recently – the supply of regular trams has been constant. They don’t want to upset the London crowd you see.
So, I can now take a Pennine trip from Salford to Rochdale, before popping onto a West Yorkshire Metro from Rochdale to Todmorden in West Yorkshire if I wish…I could take in the delights of Bury Art Gallery or Lancashire Fusiliers Museum or take a trip around Oldham town centre and be back in time for Tea
The Football Set are smiling, as the metro lines take in both Old Trafford (Home of Manchester United FC) and the Etihad Campus (Home of the Commonwealth Stadium in 2002, and now Home to Manchester City FC) – and if Football isn’t your thing – then it also stops outside Lancashire Cricket Club
(Rugby Fans – Salford’s stadium is a short distance from the Eccles Stop – and they put on buses there!)
Get to Piccadilly Station, and Manchester’s Sporting Complex awaits – or if I feel like it a trip North to the Lancashire sands, taking in the delights of Morecambe’s Seafront, Blackpool’s Tower, The Lake District or Zakynthos’s Wildlife
The Metrolink now lands at Manchester Airport – so if you book your ticket – and pack a bag you could go further than you think on the humble little tram – But the Airfare costs a little extra!
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An Admission from a lovestruck Fool
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “For Posterity.”
A Found Poem : contains parts of a letter from Spike Milligan to Animals Vigilantes
To the girl
sat opposite me
waiting for the tram –
I am
the impossible person
who actually dared
To ask
You, Your Name
The other day.
