The InkwellSalford, 15th August
It’s crazy days
In a time of a virulent bug
Increases in the mercury and
Isolation for many – It’s
Indescribable how
Individuals can ram themselves
Into carriages of an LRT
In a quest to get to their destination
If they were thinking – they might see the measures
It’s keeping them away from catching the bug
#Circles #roundabout #Salford #Fowc
Heading off on a journey ?
enjoy the trip
a ride you haven’t enjoyed since you were young
driving round and round
in a vain attempt to find the right road out
noted you thought you knew the right direction –
going to be dizzy when you finally find the right exit
#Fowc #platform
Perched on a bench – sat by a
line….waiting
as the station announcer
tells you over the tannoy, that your train isn’t arriving
for another forty minutes
on the plus side….the cafeteria is nearby so you can
ravish your teeth on another British Rail Pastry
moment to enjoy while you wait….
Salford, 6th April 2020
#fowc #engine
Every mechanic knows – it’s
Not the wheels , but the engine that
Get’s a driver from A to B
It’s truly – the heart of any transport
Naval, bus, car or motor bike
Exception – if you’re reliant on foot or pedal power
#Sixwordsstory #waiting
Sat out of the weather, Waiting
#octpowrimo #pantoum
An attempt at the pantoum format, for octpowrimo
Monday, 28th October 2019
Who needs a wake up call
As the deliveries drive In
Lorries, cars, bikes … one and all
Dropping parcels with a grin
As deliveries drive in
You can hear the wheels a moving
dropping parcels with a grin
As people come out of their snoozing
#poetry #victorian #transport #wheels
Look at Me!
on a Victorian street,
a marvellous thing
that’s hard to beat
I rest by a wall
where I stand up tall
I can be seen by the noble
the Blacksmith , and all
My rider sits down
on th’seat – wood and brass
Awaiting a whistle
Allowing him to pass
And as I pass toy shop
the children all cheer!
As adults enter hostelry
picking up beer
And as I pass neighbours
on pavement nearby
Pigeons on Barbers roof
begin to fly
As the rider moves off
I begin to wobble
with my wheel catching corner
of raised shiny cobble
But my rider is careful
– or else he would fall
so he keeps his head high
and body straight and tall
#Fowc #Whistle #Acrostic
When the pea begins to rattle, the noise
Hits the high notes
It’s time for the action to begin, a
Signal from the official
Time to get underway
Let’s get moving
Excitement – building
Salford (Via Trafford Park), 3rd September 2018
This is the place
where mighty ships cargo
lay resting after its journey
after a long ride on the waves
Men toiled in the heat
as silent shipping crates
moved to the sound of the warehouse mice
avoiding the company cat
Inwards and Out
the orders of the day
some on road – some on rail
having come in from sail
To be changed in an instant
to wear or to eat
grain for the flour mill
or silk for the mayors seat
Changes in time led to changes afoot
as sons and daughters move on in their new fancy boots
dancing away to a shanty or two
like their elders before them – they think that its new!
Salford 23rd August 2018
Squeaky doors
are better clarion calls
than any alarm clock
on the market
Slumbered silence
broken by a cistern
attracts you to the noise
of the nearby main road
Luna’s departure
allows Ra to announce
“The morning is here!
it’s time to get up”
And motorised monsters
or kings of the road
make their way delivering boxes
either side of the tarmac
Solitary Swallow
converses with the neighbours
on a nearby roof –
tweets the news – no laptop required
The rumble of early morning traffic
cascading through the windows
is followed by the crack of an egg
falling into sizzling bacon fat
Kettle whistles through the concrete
up through the bedroom floor
your first cup of the day is ready
milk and two sugars ?
