Owl

Posted on March 13, 2019March 13, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Animal, Bad rhymes, Bird, Digital art, Digital sketch, Fun, Humour, Life, Owl, Poem, PoemsLeave a comment

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Being owlish I look carefully at things,

I see them from my flying wings.

I hoot with laughter when I hear a joke.

I spy mice and voles at a stroke,

Will my owlish brain outwit you?

Never know what hit you?

I swoop down so soft and quiet

To consume my rodent diet….

My talons and beak are sharp

Winging down over hill and park.

A barn to rest in is all I ask.

A nest to build is my task.

My eggs and chicks they grow fast

Gobble up food, a tasty repast.

Then once they are grown the fledge

And out to the world they emerge.

So this old owl will towoo some more.

To hear the twit of my Amore.

What’s out there

Posted on March 12, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Cat, Cat watching, Experiment, Experimental poem, Fun, Humour, Life, Poem, Poetry, View, WatchingLeave a comment

What is it?

Box thing with round things, moving

Not my human, moving

Green things waving on long thin things

Wet stuff, falling,

White wet stuff, falling

Coloured things, small, smell nice

Thing with wings, flew past, fast.

Thing with Four legs on string, barking.

Something like me, black and white.

Something like me orange, whiskers.

Not my human wearing red with flat white and brown things

Bang, oh noise, white and brown things come through hole in wood thing in hole in big square white thing, white thing also has hole in it that has clear stuff in it so I can look out and thing hanging down that makes ringing noise when I play with it.

This odd poem is me trying to describe from my cats perspective. I don’t imagine they have nouns for things, so I haven’t said windows, door, or envelopes but just tried to explain them. I hope this makes sense..

Gallop

Posted on March 10, 2019March 10, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Animal, Art, Artrage oils, Digital drawing, Drawing, Gallop, Horse, Life, Poem, Poetry, Sketch11 Comments

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Gallop, race, run, jump.

The horse runs free.

Soar over hedges and fences,

Fly across the hills.

White horse of chalk

Black horse of earth.

Where are your wings?

You fly so high.

Graceful and beautiful

Full of energy

Vibrant with power.

Fleeing from capture

Running from man

Escape to the hills

Straight as an arrow

Sharp as a beam of light,

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Then the horse becomes the unicorn…

Sitting on the edge

Posted on March 10, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Bad rhyme, Cat, Cream, Eat, Fun, Humour, Life, Poem, PoetryLeave a comment

Sitting on the edge,

So proud

Cats eaten the cream

Cheeky boy,

Lick your whiskers

Wash your face,

Clean your paws,

Just pretend

You didn’t eat it

It was your sister

Not you….

Eye spy..

Posted on March 9, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Bad rhyme, Bird, Blog, Cat, Fun, Humour, Poem, Poetry, Silly10 Comments

Something beginning with C.

Car

Cake

Cow

Cup

Crumb?

Cat!

Something beginning with W.

Water

Web

Wheat

Watch

Wire?

Window!

Something beginning with B…

Bowl

Bulb

Beetroot

Bottle

Banana?

Bird!

Cat sees bird through window

Bird is safe from cat

Bird flies away

Cat is disappointed!

Curtains for you

Posted on March 8, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Curtains, Humour, Life, Material, Poem, Poetry, Sunlight, Windows2 Comments

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Curtains, you cover my modesty

Hide my imperfections,

You keep the warmth in, the heat out.

You stop me seeing the rain,

Shut out the traffic

Such a simple invention.

You divide rooms,

Seperate scenes in plays,

And yet you remain unremarked.

You can be cut down to make a dress

Or a gown.

You protect tapestries and paintings

From harsh sun.

You fade in sunlight

Get moth eaten

Eventually fade and die

Then it’s “curtains” for you!

Fishy

Posted on March 7, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Fish, Fun, Humour, Micro poetry, Poem, Poetry, Spotty, StripesLeave a comment

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Who you looking at?

Bluob blubble

My spotty fins are nicer than yours.

My stripes are neater

My mouth is bigger,

I’m a serious

Fish!

Rocking horse

Posted on March 6, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Blogging, Horse, Illustration, Life, Long ago, Love, Memory, Missing it, Poem, Poverty, Remembered, Rocking horseLeave a comment

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Did I once have a rocking horse ?

How fast did it go,

Over hills, over fields,

Up mountain paths,

Down into dales and vales.

If I had a rocking horse

Where did it live?

In stables or a farm yard

Or the back bedroom in our house.

What colour was that rocking horse

Was it a bay?

A white maned charger

A gentle, dappled grey?

I once had a rocking horse,

So long ago

I don’t remember anything-

Where did it go?

Painting

Posted on March 5, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Artists block, Creativity, Life, Painting, Poem, Poetry, Rescue, Stuck, SubduedLeave a comment

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Sometimes my creative juices freeze

then like a bird I flit and flitter

from one path to another

sit and shiver.

Like a lonely lark.

Sometimes they thaw

but not enough

so the thought is there

but cannot reach from my brain

through my heart

to my hands.. ..

In other times my mind is woken,

colours flow

shapes fly from my fingers

hot sharp ideas stagger me with their invention.

Later, all is quiet again.

The mood has stormed its way through me.

Calm descends and I am lost in fog again.

Sleep

Posted on March 4, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bad rhyme, Blogging, Dream, Life, Nightmare, Poem, Poetry, Sleep, TiredLeave a comment

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Now I light my way to bed

Lots of thoughts twist in my head.

Have I shut the door and locked it?

Have I done it, or just thought it?

Have I got a book to read?

Till sleep descends within my head.

Will I sleep or will I wake?

Will I see a red dawn break?

Now I wonder what I’ll dream?

Soft and gentle will it seem?

Life is complex when I wake

Sleep reveals a nightmare fate.

Now I need to rest my head.

So I’m off to sleep in bed.

Mallaband-Brown

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