Sitting halfway up a tree
Quietly observing his target
Unaware they’re being watched
In an Instant he’s jumping, and flying
Rolling about on the picnic blanket and
Ravishing the goodies laid out before him
Escaping back the way he came – and raising a smile
Loathe him ? some might, but he is a cheeky chappie.
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
Salford 2nd December 2017
The first days of advent always bring an air of magic.
I think it might be the sight of the Christmas tree
bright shiny metallic tinsel draped around the dark green fronds
Deep Reds, Dark Greens, Frosty Whites and Blues
Not forgetting the silver and golds
but even the advent colours of purple and pink look nice in a metallic sheen
who can forget the lights reflecting in the coloured glass baubles ?
and at the top of the tree, a Star or an Angel dancing over the fairy-lit tree
A Simple leaf , on the tarmac and gravel of the car park of #BASIC, the brain and spinal injury centre in Salford.
Fallen by the wind, or the passing of time with the coming of autumn, this humble leaf gave me another chance to create something special.
Been messing around with the monochrome as i continue in the quest to master my new camera. i like this image because of the silvery veins came popping out – all from the press of a button of my new camera.
Lonely on the bare branch
expecting to fall at any moment
autumn’s arrival – taken its brothers and sisters
fallen and gathered on the grass below
Decayed Plane tree leaf in Enchanted Garden, BASIC, Salford
Old decayed leaf
melts into the moss on the car park tarmac
as it disappears into memory
but look at its veins and bones
as it fades into the mud
and you’ll see a remembrance
of the mighty tree
it once was part of.
hanging off the arms of the tree
a sign of things to come
pink and white blooms send a message
to all who walk around it
cheering as the children play
the apples 🍎 are coming on their way!