#Weather #Poetry
Ra passed by his friends the clouds
as the earth turned Northern skies from Day to Dusk
in travelling from west to east
newly formed stratus went pink in surprise
by ra’s disappearance to a temperature rise
out on eastern skies began the day
while in northern skies moon and stars they played
.
#cffc #weather #clouds #week4
mish mash of marshmallow skies
summer seems so far away
as angry grey cloud looms overhead
but out in the distance
as if playing peek a boo 👻
the sky pops through the clouds
all clearest and blue
the mercury rose again today
over at the campsite….they don’t need a match
just a circle of stones baking in the mid morning sun
plonking the pan on top and waiting
waiting for the small drop of oil
to start sizzling.
I sat watching by the window
as two quarrelling brothers
traded blows over a tree outside
both lay claim on this tall green beauty
and each tried their hardest to get it for themselves
but as day turned into night
the tree stayed rooted to its spot
and neither brother got what they wanted
opting to play with some fallen leaves instead
#stairrods #rain #weather #clouds
The heavens opened
Over the locals playing in the street
Raindrops coming down in
Rapid columns onto the ground
Each one falling quicker than the last
Navigating their way like a river
Towards the reservoirs via the drains and tunnels
#Thoughts #Bubbles #Marshmallows #Clouds
Salford 9th July 2018
The light little cirrus and stratus
help themselves to their
own little place in the sky
until the cloud departs they’ll be overlooked by the
great thinker of the skies himself – cumulonimbus – who’s
happily floating over the air
thinking about their next destination
some might call them Marshmallows, others call them ‘thought stores’
Salford 19th June 2018
#life #travel #sunrise #breakfast #morning
I woke up early this morning, the local wildlife were up with the sun. I’m unaware of what they were discussing….probably breakfast, or maybe football ⚽️ . If anybody knows what rooks , blackbirds, song thrushes, and pigeons talk about over breakfast…please let me know
I spotted two aircraft travelling over the skies of Salford this morning. Don’t know where they were going, but I’m sure it was some place nice and hot. Sun is slowly making its way above the horizon in the east, soon it will be bright and sunny
The soft rolling traffic from the early morning Trafford road makes a somewhat pleasant accompaniment to the sound of the ticking clock. But in what’s now known as a twenty four hour society/world , there’s always deliveries to be made, early morning jobs to get to and work to be done
There’s a break in the quiet rumble of the traffic, as a Motorcycle rider mistakes one of the carriageways for a stretch of the Isle of Man TT race course. It’s awoken the pigeons kipping in the eaves of the nearby apartment block.
Another trail of white crosses the Salford skies as the rumble of early morning traffic continues. The broadcasters will be preparing the news items for delivery about now, whilst out on the waterfront, as the deliveries come in and out of the factories of Trafford park, and noise from The Trafford road begins to grow, feathered residents of the nearby basins are flexing their webbed feet , attending to cygnets and goslings all and pondering the really important issues of the day,
What’s for breakfast ?
#In light of the lack of a fresh writing prompt – i’ve poached this one from the wordpress e-book – 365 Writing prompts….enjoy….inky.#
Salford 16th June 2018
Inclement is how the weathermen would have put it
the weather itself couldn’t make its mind up
the sun was out – the birds were tweeting – and everyone was content
that was of course till two sets of clouds collided into one another
and slowly, but surely, small waterdrops began to fall from the sky
pitter pattering into puddles – easily covered by peoples umbrellas
until the raindrops sped up – and turned into stairrods
filling up birdbaths and heading for waterways
the quickest way they could
ladies and gents diving for cover under the nearest shelter
till quick as it arrived – the stairrods departed
and cotton-wool clouds replaced the grey ones
while birds enjoyed the relax
in a pool provided by the cloud
17th March 2018
Sat in the toolshed on St Patricks Day
Noting the barometer turned
Over from Frosty to warm
When all of a sudden the mercury goes into
Fast flowing freefall
And white powdery masses
Land like leprechauns
Lightly covering rooftops and cars
Salford , 2nd March 2018
A whole host of clouds float in
blue skies
over your head
very interesting to look at, but
expect some water to fall if any turn grey
