Ascend

imageFriday 15th December 2017

Ascend

Adventure can be

seen anywhere in the house by little

children, as they

elevate themselves one foot at a time to

nightime stories and

delightful dreams under the watch of their teddy bears

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Christmas Tree

Salford 5th December 2017

A poem originally wrote by inky for Allpoetry.com, now making an appearance here as the christmas embargo is officially over!

(wrote on St Andrews Day….)

I’m writing on St. Andrew’s Day,
to make a festive plea.
Don’t neglect mother nature
for the sake of a Christmas tree.

Now, before you all yell “Humbug!”
at my festive rhyme
consider if you will the subject
that i’m spending the time.

yon Scots pines have been up in the highlands,
where its taken some time to grow
for some forester to swiftly chop it down
with one or two axe blows

“Its tradition!” I’ll hear the hardened
who don’t listen to my plea
they say it’ll thrive – its not even alive
as the needles fall from the tree

So get yourself one in a bucket
one wi fresh branches and shoots
after chrimbo and snow – it’ll continue to grow
in a place where it’ll spread its roots

and you’ll see it in garden each winter
as it grows upon year after year
and the children will play, wi the toys on the day
the tree brings the Christmas Cheer

Snack time

Bite

lunch was two hours ago

and dinner is hours away

the hunger pangs are out of the cage

And they’ve begun to play

So over to the brown bread you go

And forage for a filling or two

When the jars of peanut butter and jam

Located above tonight’s spiced ham

Decide to greet you hello

Just the thing till dad makes tea

And summmat that you’ll eat with glee

Out in the garden without delay

Before running around the garden to play

Rescued from the reject bin

Salford, 17th November 2017

Patchedupbear

 

Imperfection

A little dusty here or there

his coat could do with a mend

stuffing coming from a paw

this old bear needs a friend

 

See all the animals are off to the shops

apart from those that look like they’ve been dropped

now little bear, he wouldnt really mind

if the factory would be a little bit kind

 

A button for his jacket

and some thread for his paw

and a chance to be hugged

nothing less, nothing more

 

But just as factory is being shut down

a little lad is being shown round

over by bin – he sees the bear’s frown

and little bears luck is turned around

 

For in days to come, what fun there will be!

With new tops and buttons – and teddy bears teas…

He may be imperfect – said the boy as he roamed

but he’s my favorite bear – as they head off for home!

 

 

Ode to a cactus

Prickle

Cactus

Once only found in Desert sand

a gardener decided to hatch a plan

developing a succelent

that’s happy at home, as well as gardenment

living in pots of sandy soil

whilst in the heat other plants toiled

this funny green plant, just grew away

amusing those in the garden at play

flowering in the sunshine smile

the cactus kept children amused for a while

as they spent the passing hours

counting his blooming colourful flowers

and being shorter than his bigger kind

the cats and dogs they didnt mind

for when their paws did feel a prickle

they smiled – for the cactus – kind of tickled

Magic Roundabout

Carousel

An acrostic on the Carousel, by Inky.

 

Carouselhorse.jpg

 

Crazy, the way this

amusement ride of colour turns

round and around to the sound

of the pipes in its middle

under the musics charms the

stallions and fillies move up and down

expect laughter and cheers from the

little ones, who’ve been waiting all summer to ride it

Disaster!

Disastrous

Alfred decided he would try

to bake his mum and dad a pie

he made his base from floury dough

and garden for the filling he did go

but after sending the pie to the fire

young Alfred he began to perspire

so off to bed – for forty winks

he did go – now what do you think –

happened next to the pie ? Sat over flames

changed colour it did – well that was the aim

only fire turned pie from brown into black

and when Alfred returned

all he got back – was a burnt up mass – only good for the rooks

so looking for help he turned to the cooks

returning with apples and honey and flour

they whipped up a sponge (in less than an hour)

and Alfred he looked, and indeed he did watch

as another dessert – he didn’t want to botch