The Inkwell#writephoto #prompt
Family sit on the bank,
they’ve been doing this for years
keeping an eye out for their neighbours
providing cover from the atlantic wind
for the plants, and sometimes an animal or bird
and giving shade to the pretties in pink
their reward for this task
watching the breakers
coming in to the shore
Salford, 31st March 2020
A poem on the sun going down by inky – its been published by Forward Poetry, appeared on Luna’s blog at Lunatheblog.com and now its back home – enjoy the read………
The pebbles on the shore
were picked up and stacked
for skimming on the sea
Stacked with care
Precariously balanced
The wind made them wobble
The sun watched as
it created shadowy silhouettes
around the sandy shore
Till the tide began to turn
and the stack on the shore
alerted the little ones
The pebbles on the shore
told the children playing on the sand
it was time to go for dinner
#Fowc #Few
Happy is the humble helicopter seed
that make their way from their parent tree
and land in fresh fertile soil
to grow and prosper
for many are chosen for the journey
but few actually succeed
#Cyw #DesertSand
people did not know
where it travelled quickly from
coming in darkness
Mighty chariots
Once painted by the frost
Now covered in sand
Roadsweepers Smile at
Opportunity to build
Coins in the piggybank
While down on the shore
the dunes off the north coast
grew taller a bit
The trees are bending
moving to a western tune
played by coming wind
rolling autumn leaves
around tarmac cul-de-sacs
to the alley’s end
follow the brown leaves
and you find them piled up high
by a pelican
some decide to rest
whilst others run the gauntlet
towards the river
final resting spot ?
answer to question – unclear
floating down river
#Octpowrimo #Lightness
Salford, 29th October 2019
As summer draws to a close
and green leaves turn to red
the leaves of the less evergreen
aided by wind rain and streams
float off in a dream, light as a feather
to their final resting spot
where they leave a mark of colour
on the paths around them
#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 🙂
It’s not easy being me….
I took a fall from a window
and went into flight
aided by the northwest wind
I went to pieces, without assistance
My head and legs went different places
I thought – “that’s it!” – and went to bits
as i thought i’d played my aces
But from the kerb and the grass
i saw a hand pass
and head and body did rise
(to my upmost surprise!)
I looked up at the lad,
as i went good from bad
and we headed back home
a new place to roam
So i sit on the shelf, thankful for health
with other model toys – oh joy of joys
enjoying my place – in my safety of space
and spending time as i can – a new lego man.
A post in response to the Tuesday Photo Challenge from Inky
Tuesday 26th March 2019
What’s with the guitar Inky ?
I thought i’d start with the musical link – an electric guitar. Clapton, May, Deacon come to mind. It’s loud but in time is methodical, and lyrical – its also the nearest thing to an electrical instrument that doesn’t need a programmer….it does need an amplifier though
Much like the Rocks you find on your average beach….(eh?)
Add a chirp or two following the sound of the rocks and the sea – you have a three piece band 🙂
Reminiscent of something i read in Terry Pratchett’s Discworld Novel Soul Music
Music with Rocks in – Quite a ring to it too.
And all of this is Acoustic….no electric required.
Salford, 10th March 2019
The wind was brewing up a storm
under the feet of the resident pigeon flock
swirling around and giving
some of our feathered chums – quite a hard time of it.
luckily the nearby building works gave some shelter
expect more tomorrow, as the winds brother comes up for a visit
