The Inkwell
Its what she does
noting down the events of the day
scribbling it down in her journal
penning down memories
in ink, of her time by the sands
revelling at the sights of birds and butterflies
as she enjoyed an impromptu snack by the sea
the birds passing by, as snacks are munched
in the distance – the
odd boat passes by, you never know – the
nautical craft might get a mention
around and about the pharoahs abode
writings that others could conside code
pictures instead of letters about
telling of chariot races rode
and imports of goods brought by load
news from desert and over the nile
read by egyptians coming down road
and making the noblemen all smile
#writeclub #coffeeshoppoet
“John at the bar is a friend of mine – he gets me my drinks for free” (Piano Man – B.Joel)
Somethings brewin’
not in the kettle
and not in the coffee machine but
paper’s developing a masterpiece
Created in the Coffee shop
out of observations
fixed in the mind
flowing words fall on to the page
ears prick up at the news
everyone there wants to hear it
Performed on an impromptu stage
as you read it in front of a mic’
some like it, some don’t, some love it
that’s your audience for you
rewards ? – Gold , Silver, Nickel or Copper
You’ll get your snacks for now’t
#WWP #Ink
It makes quite an impression
travelling from well to page
communicating words thoughts and ideas
from quill , pen or printer
to paper
You thought it would be easy,
ignoring all the hallows
crossing the river as you did
safe (so you thought) , in the shallows
the water was cool and slow
as you dipped your toes in fast
but as you crossed to the the other side
you found yourself aghast
For the soft brown mud, at the bottom of the bank
your feet were stuck, and quick it sank
for round your feet, the mud it wrapped
and for now, your feet were trapped
#promptuarium #writing #library #books
The chief librarian was a bit perturbed
the books on the shelf had been disturbed
the books they seemed that all was fine
until the examined each of their spines
See with some ease and reletive dexterity
someone hand set the last chapters free
driving the readers around the bend
as the stories had beginning, a middle but no end
The staff did wonder – reasons why
someone would make the pages fly
till one day – the pieces appeared
along with the fellow – who looked weird
It turned out he read books back to front
as he moved the books with a shunt
so the library staff showed him the picture books
to stop him getting any funny looks
#Napowrimo #questions
Where is this country, uncle ?
said this rather inquisitive chap
he’d just come round from forty winks
having had an impromptu nap
Can you help me draw it, uncle ?
I’m having a problem is true
so if you’d help me with this problem
i’m having a bit of a do!
Can we make something Uncle ?
Something nice and sweet
Jam Tarts or maybe chocolate cake
a tasty tea time treat
And when we’ve had our tea-time food
and filled up all our bellies ,
Can we watch some Cartoons on the box?
Our favourite afternoon telly!
#Napowrimo
A Place where writing implements go to sleep
Hewn from the finest tree trunks
a place where the little apes
transfer their thoughts using pencil to paper
some use pen, some use paper
some use crayon, and some use colour
words and pictures cascade on the page
and then when finished, they return their tools
to a nice spot on the corner of the tree trunk
some might need a hair cut, for the next time they’re used
but for now, they sleep, dreaming of a rainbow of colours
#thought #definition
Alternate definition : where writing implements sleep
crafted from the finest tree
a spot where writing implements
relax before pursuing their art
engaging colour shape and form on paper or canvas
fulfilling the artists ideas and concepts
until the task is done, only then will they
lie down and take a nap
#FDDA #Writingspace
A Corner of a room
prepared with paper , pens , coloured pencils and such
placed randomly around a silver coloured laptop
located by a local view
if needed , a nearby camera will provide visual cues
combined with words from a number of coloured notebooks
as the ideas form and come together like a rocket
the sky is the limit as
imagination bakes the ingredients and with a little tweaking
out of nowhere, a
new piece is formed for people to read…..Liftoff!
The Inkwell