Flight

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IWM Duxford , Cambridge, 5/6/2017

 

For a brief moment today,

looking around the hangar in Cambridge

I got to see the marvels of flight first hand

Great planes – from early pioneers to new planes and even spaceflight

Hoped to see something special – and I wasn’t disappointed

Tomorrow – i’ll take a look at what I captured

 

 

Capture it….

Enthusiasm

Young minds wondered aimlessly

around the museum space

hearing the sounds around them

as they found their place

 

The colour returned – to their eyes

upon seeing my trolley – to my surprise

and hearing a colleague veterans tale

it was like we’d found the holy grail

 

Stories were told as they wore the hats

and genuine interest grew from these cats

as enthusiasm blossomed around our bit

The teacher wanted to bottle it…

 

For as the veteran told his tale

the enthusiasm blossomed without fail

and communication started tween young and old

as a tale of the home front it was told.

Two Minute Silence

11th November 2016

Imperial War Museum North, Trafford, Manchester

It was Armistice Day today

I was attending Imperial war museum north, in preparation for their Volunteer Celebration Choir with the Museum of Science and Industry and The Manchester Museum

But for Two minutes today – we stood in silence to remember those who fought and were lost in two world wars.

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We then watched the film , Remembrance, which gave some poignant reminders of why the date is kept, to honour all those fallen in conflict.

The day before, I’d been at my spot in the museum – helping relatives of first world war soldiers remember their relations and share their stories with the nation on the Lives of the First World War Database

Remembrance

Memorial

Remembrance Sunday

Thursday Afternoon 4PM

#Weekendcoffeeshare

Sat in a coffee house of Italian Style

Giving my feet a rest for a while

having traversed the floor of a great gallery

my feet need a rest – and I start to agree

 

I order a late lunch – between two bread rolls

and sit down at table to rest up my soles

and whilst I am waiting – I read a good story

one that is funny and not at all gory

 

And as I wait, the steam it just rises

as barista puts in a cup of surprises

toffee flavour bits in my cocoa of day

a flavour that’s tasty in its own special way

 

But here comes my late lunch – tomatoes and meat

with cheese and salami – a real special treat

and as I tuck in, I’ve enjoyed my day

Sandwich brightening the weather, despite all the grey.

 

New Day of Vollying

Monday Afternoon saw me returning back over the Bridge to the Home of the Imperial War Museum in the North, on the Trafford side of the Manchester Ship Canal

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Today has seen me on the Information point Handling trolley, where visitors from all around the country have been able to look at objects and pick them up as the volunteers tell a little bit about the items the visitor is holding and a little about its origins.

These range from a helmet used by the armed forces during the battle of the somme, which was later used in world war II, to a babies gas mask used during world war ii as protection against potential gas attack.

In addition we direct and explain how to go around the big area that makes up the main exhibition space, which holds objects from World war I to Modern day

The Trolley is always of interest to visitors both young and old, because of the interactive nature of the exhibits.  Schoolchildren enjoy hearing about the objects on display.

Imperial War Museum (North)

 

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Imperial War Museum North, painted by the author. (c) Brian F Kirkham

 

A poem on the branch of Imperial War Museum in Trafford, Greater Manchester.

 

Another Earth has Landed on the banks of the canal,
Broken in three by the hammer called War.

You climb the Stair
to reach the pole.
As darkness falls,
on earths remains.

Following a line, commemorating time
that has a start – but has no end
Sounds and smells from the past –
They Greet You.
Shaking you by the hand like an old friend.

The plane at the start, the tales it would tell
of its old friend Lusitania – they’ve salvaged its bell.
It’s Just past the smell of sweet poison gas,
you carry on walking and pass the old ass.
feeling your way through the trenches of deep
hoping you don’t wake all the rats that are asleep

The T-34 stands just round a bend,
a stones throw away,
from its nuclear friend,
telling the tales of it winning great battles.
The Cossacks roar out as the tanks tracks it rattles

And the Trabant car from Germany
stands out and tall
as you read of what happened
on both sides of th’ wall

Uniforms stand
in the windows to attention,
as you read of who wore them
– it is worth a mention.

And you read of the colours,
the flags of the men
who are remembered here proudly,
never seen of again.

And You wear the tin helmet
worn by the men
fighting fires wi’ red engines
in fives and in tens.

You land in their place
and think what would you do ?
As you read of the stories
from wars one and of two

 

Other poems on IWM North

Little Ol’ Red – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2016/05/16/little-ol-red-2/

A Humble Design – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2016/04/28/a-humble-design/

Harrier – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/harrier/

Tale of a Balloon https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2016/01/10/tale-of-a-balloon/

Dazzle – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/11/28/dazzle-2

Russian Tank – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/the-russian-tank/

Little white car – https://inkdropblog.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/the-little-white-car/

Glass

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In response to
Glass

I.

Under tremendous heat

Sand melts down

into clear globules

which form into a clear substance

Its clear to see

 

II.

If we didn’t have glass

we would probably be

Living in Caves

(letting the wind in)

 

III.

Magical substance

Liquid then solid

Forming  beaker

Holding drinks

 

IV.

Multiple Uses

from the thermometer

to much simpler kinds

the child’s marbles