The Inkwell#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!
#Fowc #Juggernaut
Just as you thought the
unstoppable force was too
gigantic to stop in its path
greater forces played a hand
expectations were it would run out of steam
reality was no one would see the mighty excavator getting stuck in the
narrowest of passageways
all down to the drive for more sellable goods
unusually – the crews response – shut down and go home
they may find mother nature has occupied it when they return
#Alien #Scifi
Salford, 9th July 2020
He arrived with his family by local craft
having been given a special pass by the men in black
heading into the town, they hit the town running
his wife wanted to buy a hat, his lad a sport shirt he’d heard about
“The Bradford Bulls” – were now his team – said his lad
Local’s helpful – and trying to be nice in the restaurant
Strictly vegetarian main meals – salad and vegetable pasta
and Fruity puds for afters
Watched a match at old trafford, and Highlights on TV
no seeing red on Black and White…..
Tomorrow they’re off to the Lakes
so don’t call the fire brigade – those lights in the sky
it’s only the aliens heading back to their hotel……
#Writeclub #Prompt #Object #Writing #Acrostic
The finely crafted fountain pen from France,
and his wood-turned friend from Ireland,
looked on in ultimate envy, for
even as they sat there, they could
never out-perform this mechanised workhorse
tripping out material from its masters mind
eventually, they’d be used – to sign a cheque or write a letter
destiny ? they only need look at their old chum the quill.
A draft of idea
getting what you want on paper
without going into any great detail
the first bone of a skeleton
that forms over time
will it end up on the gallery wall ?
time will tell
but the recepticle by your right hand side
is ready to receive it should you change your mind
Salford 27th April 2020
#Napowrimo #writeclub #Dreams #Metaphor
The moon is a bright shiny Ten Pence piece
The sky is a furry dark blanket
The stars are little sequins reflecting on that blanket
The sea is a vast mirror, reflecting whats above
The Moon is a beacon for space travelling mice
The sky is the map they use to travel about
The stars are the destinations on that map
The sea the place they hide their spaceship
The moon lights up the sky at night
The sky keeps a kite up in flight
The stars play with the new thing in the sky
The sea watches on, and moves on by
#fowc #fiction #character
Salford, 3rd April 2020
Take a germ of an idea
give it identity
a place to live
a routine, neighbours, friends
add other characters into the mix
allow actions to take place
interaction, work, sport and even – a social life
What happens next ? – that’s down to you
Your hand on the tiller of the ship of the character
Flight of Fancy ? Perhaps…..
That’s writing, that’s Fiction
#fowc #Collaborate
Coming together – master of their crafts
on a mission – to craft a
labour of love,
local writers and poets – some
amateur, some well known professionals
bring together an opus of work to
orderly gander at
read at your leisure
and raise a smile at the
talent on every page
its available for a small donation to charity
of course – their all buying a copy for themselves
noting the day they came together – to create something special
#fowc #paper
pulped and rolled out wood chip
a marvellous media to receive the
pens contents
even if the colour is
red , blue, yellow or green
#FOWC #Inkdrop
By an act of gravity
launched from a fountain pen
over the white letter paper
the ink made its mark
Born out of a fault
launch of an identity
over time
that developed
Beginnings of a character
living on its on line home
out of nowhere
the footprints spread
