The Wall

Buildings, Poetry

Chapel Street, Salford 2018

They reclaimed the bricks and numbered each one

as the diggers did their thing

the builders saving a theatre wall

you could almost hear them sing

 

artwork by the cathedral doors

in colours you’d never expected before

bright neon on the way to town

spread across bricks orange/brown

 

numbers alive – a wonderful dream

a sight like Neapolitan ice – cream

and for four days – the bricks were talk of the town

before the builders tore them back down

Silouhette

Acrostic

Silhouette

Some call him a shadowy figure

If you look at the wall carefully enough and

Look, you may just recognise him

He definitely has a definable shape

Of course – you would have a problem catching the real him

Unless you find the door or window that’s casting his form

Even then – he may be standing far away

The Moon casting his form on the wall

Take a look behind you – there’s nobody there – he’s

Exited the room under cover of darkness

Lines

Buildings, Photography

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Thursday 26th April 2018

Camera used : Nikon D3100 with 50mm Lens

Sat in the toolshed (my workspace, where i compose this blog)

I took this photo in response to the photo challenge Lines as theres an awful lot of them in it.

with the feathered friends elsewhere – i saw the lines of solar panels on the roof – all set out in formation

then there’s the lines of branches in the tree behind the house

Lines of tiles lining the roof in very tidy order

and last but not least the lines of bricks in the end wall of the semi detached house

what’s on the wall ?

Art, Home

Wall to Wall

Salford, 10th July 2017

theres one side of my bedroom that has become my own private gallery.

mickey mouse meets mountainous hills

one wall, contains a print of a local salford artist, joe Coffey…the connection tween the artist and myself ? We went to school together.  I went to one of his shows at the community art gallery in Langworthy…a short distance from where I live .  We had a brief reunion  whilst I saw his works and I picked up a signed print to help an old mate out.

the pic … tranquility…. is of the irwell and one of the green areas (possibly peel park) that it runs alongside

i picked up the next pic as I picked up some bedroom shelves in Warrington.  It’s a print of a Walt Disney cartoon…black and white…vanilla washed….mickey mouse and his dog Pluto, it raises a smile when friends come round.

The third pic…isn’t really a pic…it’s a mirror…but it’s embossed with a favourite character of mine…that bouncy friend of Winnie the Pooh…Tigger….I look at him as my reflection comes back….art with a dual purpose.

a picture of a mountain side by the artist c.todd overlooks the place I’m currently writing at.  And this is a real painting.  I picked it up from a craft fair in one of the local towns, and is of a mountainside, could be the Lake District, could be the peaks…could even be Japan..i like the colours that run through it

 

 

Cerulean

Acrostic, Art, Colours, Holidays, Places, Poetry

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could it be chance or fate

every time I see this jewel of a colour

reminisences of holidays come flooding back

usually seen in the skies that met the sea

local buildings , in white were accented with it

each house with a roof door or wall in it

a perfect partner for the olive gardens set

next to the white sandy shoreline

Ancient

Heritage, Historical, History, Places, Poetry

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Ancient

by B.F. Kirkham

Salford, 20th October 2016

 

Among the Modern tower blocks

and chic café quarters

the old bricks tell tales

of the city history

 

Listen very carefully,

and beyond the sounds

of modern cars

different wheels are turning

 

Steam whistles pipe

as the engine wheels turn

and locos roll on

like it was yesterday

 

Aircraft await

their signal to move

ready to go

with a simple jump

 

Whilst across the road

Legions Amass by Roman Bricks

Preparing to March

Down Liverpool Road

 

And Young Glass buildings

Smile in the night

Breaking the silence with juvenile quips

“Hey Grandad….You’re Ancient!”