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Spider alert
Big legs and glowing eyes!
I went to a writers group performance on Sunday and this wee beastie was sitting comfortably on the bench seat.
Spider, spider
Sitting quiet
On the bench
Below a light
Don’t squash me
It seems to say
I’ll catch flies
By light of day…..
Everything aches
From head to foot
From face to hips
And shaking limbs
Are causing pain.
An ache that grows
And makes me frown.
I must relax
And need to rest
To give me health
Again, at last…
My two other cats
Asleep and awake
A Schrodinger pair?
No box, just a bed
They need to rest,
Those sleepy heads.
She got on MY bed again
The cheek! She’s too big!
Gets in the way
Her feet are big
Her head is large
She sprawls
Flops and squirms
And all because
Of my paws!
A threader had dared people to write a poem using the word socks.
I came up with this :
My socks fell round my ankles
As the elastic was worn
It’s really not a good look
And I should have sworn
But I was in an interview
Trying for a job
So I hid my legs very quickly
And decided to shut my gob!
Very silly I know! Hope you laugh!
Collage of windows
Old Wood, plastic film
Keeping viewers out
Allowing partial views
Plants shelter the room
Art is made here
A calm, warm atmosphere
A place to chill, relax
Find harmony
Leaves Fall in Autumn
Flowers spring up in Spring
Summer sums the year up
Winter does what? Wint?
Seasons they are all….
Never know what words mean
They are only sounds,
What is the word Autumn
Two syllables round.
It’s more interesting to say
Than a bland word like fall.
A remnant of history
That our ancient world recalls.
Foam, bubbles, froth
Soap and water
Float on water
Sploshing
Splishing
Splashing
Soft to the skin
Bathing
Washing
Suds for cleaning
Where would we be
Without them?
We sang about the boats and pots
Of horses pulling barges.
Before the cuts were built and dug.
The plates broke on the carts
A third of pottery destroyed
Because of mud and ruts
For a hundred years the canals enjoyed
The busy work of transport
Then motorways and rail roads were built
And ware shifted to “faster” ways.
The cuts were clogged with water weeds
The towpaths overgrown.
Until the leisure cruisers came
And cleaned the weeds away.
Now British waterways they rule
And you can moor your boat
Anglers dip their rods in water
And catch all sorts of course fish.
The canals are better than before
No shopping trolleys in them.
A resource for walkers, boaters, folk,
To enjoy and rest and play.
Lift your head up
See life
See the sky
Don’t just look at shop windows
See architecture..
Interesting windows,
Grooves and gutters
See the tree leaves
Waving in the wind
Xanthophyll and chlorophyll
Colours changing
Lift up your heads
See the setting sun
Falling with the leaves.
Put down your phone
And experience Autumn.
Mallaband-Brown