When the pen takes control.

Ensuring our scent was not carried on the breeze

we found a vantage point among the trees

our precautions were soon put to the test

with a lovely sight we were soon blessed

such an idyllic scene there was no doubt

till without warning a single shot rang out.

Nature’s melody

will always greet the new day

the circle of life

It’s Saturday morning once again

a day Bob liked because when

he opened his Outlook email box

there was often one from Sammi Cox

knowing these prompts were always fun

he couldn’t wait to start on the latest one

so he went and sat at his writing desk

for the word today was, “Picturesque.”

With many a slip

twixt cup and lip, there’s a guide

just follow your nose

I was out sailing in my dinghy yesterday

in the English Channel twixt Dover and Calais

I fired a distress flare at half past five

then waited for hours for a lifeboat to arrive

it wasn’t because lifeboat crews couldn’t care less

but they have no time for real sailors in distress

those people who work or just enjoy being at sea,

for now they’re too busy looking for refugees

Cells start to divide

from each half new life will rise

strength in division

I looked at the photo above and thought surely

a passage between the carriages there ought to be

so that in first class the gentry for tea could beckon

by some form of signal to their servants in second

and we all know tea should be not just warm but hot

so they wouldn’t need to wait for the train to stop

Because it was a special Bank holiday

I decided to lie in yesterday

going downstairs I found the table laid

eggs, bacon, toast and marmalade

which was the lime version to my relief

it doesn’t leave zest sticking in your teeth.

Nostrils snorting steam

red the colour of the beast

fresh blood stains the sand