#Octpowrimo #Seeing
Look down the path – and what do you see ?
cascade of colours moved by the autumn breeze
or cold bare branches, bending in the wind ?
I can see an opportunity
to be the first person through the leaves – before the snow 🙂
Tag: Walking
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The Journey
#writephoto #thejourney
Salford (via Rochdale and Oldham), 17th August 2019
a tale of a rambler , by inky for the writephoto challenge
He went a walk with an empty backpack and staff
off to get a loaf of bread
many hadn’t heard from him for days, some
even thought him dead
For his boot prints went on and on
for what others saw as miles
past footpath and valley , hill and dale
and spot of nature where he’d stay a while
enjoying the fine weather
the silence and peace
and wildlife around him
it was a release
Drawing a scene half way up a hill
taking in sunshine and cup o’ tea till
time came to face his fate
coming back home far too late
Salford 23rd September 2018
I remember the day i first bought them,
fresh out of the box and smelling like they’d just come out of the factory
They fitted my feet nicely, but i’d been told i needed to break them in
so over the next few days – i wore them in the house
as i got the feel of them i took them down the Trafford Road
getting them wet in a Greater Manchester rain storm
being well waxed – it didnt effect them for a while
time however is a fickle thing – and my shoes have lost their hardened exterior
My slippers look on in envy, as my feet feel comfy in the broken down softness
wont be long before a trip to the shoe shop – and a rendezvous with the recycle bin
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Hike
An original piece of poetry by yours truly, It originally appeared on the Pages of Allpoetry.com but i’ve added a few lines and decided to share the new copy with the wordpressors – Hope you like it
His multi layered coat
is on his back
kinder scout area….
can expect an attack
He’s been planning this trek
out to the Peaks and his
movement theirin for about
eight weeks
His bag is packed,
his lunch – made up
thermos and map
and his favourite cup
Warm woollen socks
(to keep out the cold)
Thermal Fleece
(more precious than gold)
Wallet and Keys –
In a very safe place
and Binoculars –
to observe the wide space
Penknife to pull out occasional stones
Notepad to record thoughts, drawings and tones
Money in wallet for the Bus and his tea
and watch , so he’s back for his dinner early
Small First aid kit – in case of mishap
(he hopes wont happen – to this happy chap)
Doesn’t need a car, a boat or a bike
Just a strong pair of boots
He’s off on a Hike 
Got to admit, that first layer of frost on the ground
In-stills me with an air of trepidation
Not exactly fear, but as you make your way from here to there
Going across the icy surfaces
Expect a slip or slide or two – especially by the
Roadside pavements where Jack frost refuses to budge
Little steps carefully taken are what’s required here, or
You’ll slip up on that iced up path
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Impression
Salford (Via Llandudno), 14th June 2017
Four sets of feet walking in line on the beach
As you follow the line of footprints
Patterns begin to emerge
as footprints snake from east to west
smaller feet seemingly running rings around the big ones
but as we reach the end of the walk
these little feet disappear
washed away by northern water ? – No!
on their way to Fish and Chips
a little one has had his pips
his battery – is a little whacked
so Grandad has given him a piggyback.
#coloryourworld #cyw #seagreen
I walked out on the sea
toward ocean blue
the fish 🐟 they were keen
they followed me too
waves gently moving
from sea onto shore
minnows circling round my feet
on the sea floor
and out there in the shallows
the waters light blue green
a gem of crystal waters
in winter rarely seen
my feet the fish 🐟 they circle
as they travel round the bay
as I enjoy a paddle
watching things around the way
9th December 2016
Photograph taken on a cold day in Warwickshire.
And another view taken from a hill.
A different horizon to what i’d usually see of a morning – the waterside metropolis of Salford Quays in Greater Manchester (or if you’re a purist – Lancashire)
The Location Hartshill Hayes country park, near Nuneaton
The mission : taking my sister’s dog for a walk.
Nice view from the top of a hill
Maybe it was the fact – I knew the way,
Edging to go down this way and not the other way I knew
Moments recalled – at the sight of an
Old rusting metal fence, encircling bright shiny new towers
Recollections of a time – a place of learning was here
In which i’d learn my craft, hone my skill
And gain a respect and love for the thing I appreciate
Long since replaced – the place of learning…but its fondly remembered
In response to the daily post prompt Bridge
Salford, Saturday 29th October 2016
Wonderful pieces of engineering
traversing the great canal waterway
passing across them on a daily basis
I marvel at the way they work
Some, they lift until weights stop,
and some turn round as ferry anchors drop
but without them the canal would make travellers cross
and with no trade to speak of – it would be quite a loss.
