Sheds I have known

The Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: The Old Shed

In my life
there are sheds
Sheds with purpose
some look old
some look new

Some poles
some nails
even wire
to tie them together
These I have built
these are
Sheds I have known

Now a shed
used to be
my house
a home
for Old Smoky
who gets me around
my place.

A shed where
the chooks
used to live
filled with memories
too many names to list

The two story shed
built with poles and wire
a home for
the tractor
the car
and sundry
odds and ends

Here is where
the tools
and machines,
the mowers
the chainsaws live,
once a Satin Bowerbird
built a bower
on the roof

I love my sheds
most have been
repurposed
tidied up
but shall always be
sheds I have known

NB The link to the Satin Bowerbird is a wildlife camera video on my YouTube Channel. The camera is set up and uses movement to record the action

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One Minute Fiction Challenge – 12 May

What’s the ”One Minute Fiction” challenge about?

Easy. Each week I’ll provide a prompt to inspire you to write a very short story. The idea is to manage to type your whole story in a minute or less. Of course, you can think about it before hitting the keyboard, and you can take all your time to edit it afterwards…

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This way
that way
the door stops here…….
on reflection

Simply paddling

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Simple
Kate’s Friday Fun: Paddling

We all get out
onto the water
mother, father
son and daughter.

Uncle Harry often
paddles alone
better he says
away from the phone.

A simple life
seeking some food
to paddle and look
a calming mood.

But then sometimes
along comes a brood
everyone splashes
fighting for food

It’s then a couple
may just get up and walk
silently and simply
without a squawk.

Or think about
taking to the sky
yo get right away
it’s simple to fly.

So that was a simple tale
of ducks who paddle
some who fly
others who waddle.

Sky show

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Glimpse

Early morning
awake
sunrise colours
the sky
Through trees
streaks
of colour
but what
a glimpse
see it
yes
our moon
being chased
across
the sky
early morning.

Outside
before bed
dark sky
bathed in
clouds
Impending rain
trees sway
a glimpse
light
clouds
hint colour
our moon
strong
sends love
before bed
outside.

The Moon Goddess

I have posted some poems and have received lovely comments. I have posted this one before but the prompt made me think of it again.

This time is for Keep it Alive What Do You See #75

The moon
full and bright,
in my garden
casts shadows among the trees –
I thought I saw
you there
dancing –
a woman of beauty,
a moon goddess.

Moonbeams casting
landing on petals,
shining on my skin,
entering my being
enveloping my heart
making it race,
distracting my thoughts
so I think of nothing
but her,
dancing in my garden,
lighting my life.

I shall sit here –
awaiting her come near
that I might steal a kiss,
my arms
encircle her waist
drawing her to me,
to feel her warmth,
her goddess fullness –
a moment of passion
to believe that
the dancing in the shadows
is not a dream,
a dream of beauty,
a dream of
my moon goddess –
casting her beams
throughout my garden
enchanting
captivating……..

A little green

This months Life in Colour: Green

Jude asked that “It’s easy to find shades of green in nature, but what else can you discover?” So my quest is to find a few things that aren’t nature. Should I struggle? What do you think? This post will be a little green.

A cart so green
with eggs so clean

Street art green
must be seen

Don’t be mean
shoot that green

Lost it’s sheen
now a green

Italian shutters green
must be seen

Art piece of choice
green or turquoise

Always seen
being green

Bye

Into the blue

Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: Clear Skies

I bet you haven’t listened to Pink Floyd for ages or if never have I hope you enjoy this song from the rock opera The Wall

Clear skies
nothing but
endless blue

Clear skies
broken by
wheeling ibis

Evening clear skies
shadows
Ibis to roost

Look up
surprise
clear skies

Clear skies
floating aloft
fetch boy

PS You would have laughed to see those ears flapping about in the breeze