Transported - a celebration of Phase 2. Commissioned poems from 24th October 2014

taking the south

red dog and whine

we make the time

to take the south for a walk

it's dinner - it's nosh

(an anerican gosh)

o how i wish she could talk

where

the dog's forgot

and stands quite still

perhaps the dog has had

its fill

but not this one- dementia  done

but then he walks

and like us

realises where we are going

ever after

you're the pink

i'll shout it louder

if you can hear above the laughter

but volume's shaking

you're my earth quaking

            ever after

the trance

the hippo decided to dance

and whirled itself into a trance

and i'll make a bet

that you'd smell the sweat

that would stink worse than any old pants

at the bowl

whatever's purring at the bowl

escaped from risk - from out the hole

we give you space - we give you play

you keep our thunderstorms at bay

wisdom - book

what's written there within the page

is life of work - mywords for you

from out the green - we find our sage

what books provide is wisdom true

purple

in the water - purple water

there she swims my purple daughter

purple dogs have been and gone

here she shines - my purple sun

freshly bathed in purple too
off to bed for dreams come true

chocolate

you're my chocolate supplies

(my perfect surprise)

my help - the love of my life

my years thirty six

(i think that we've clicked)

we'll go for another - and then

you're still my

perfect surprise

            my chocolate supplies

                        my help

                                    the love of my life

it's said about the dog

we'll walk the extra milo

we like to see the red

you rhyme with cappuccino

we love your extra kilos

you're human - there it's sad

roses - carnations - bread

and we're definitely not blue - we're us

our thirty minutes perfect for the three

we're roses - carnations  - bread (we don't fuss)

five years we are - we answer back you see

our thirty minutes perfect for the three

we are spice girls and turquois - quips and cats

our question goes - how happy then are we?

the husbands take the brunt - - so that is that

we're roses - carnations  - bread (we don't fuss)

we're whisky - gardening - crafts and puzzles too
we're like the river witham - that's because
we babble - laugh and joke - - we're in our youth

five years we are - we answer back you see

our thirty minutes perfect for the three

dave wood

no title

although i live next door

i love you still

i'm saved because you're near -

the healing process starts

as soon as i sense your beeswax and the lavender

and how you fill our hearts -

i knw you're sleeping - ringed by churchyard yews

if you were human - how i'd love to talk

although you're famous - one of only six

i feel such peaceful comfort near your bricks

lynn parker

wendy the great

if you want to know the answer -
ask my mum
i am her biggest fan - sir!
- ask my mum
she always knows what to say
when you've had a rubbish day
she'll make it feel o.k
- ask my mum

if you want to knit a dream,
ask my mum
make cakes with good fresh cream
- ask my mum
she's always bright and calm
cinnamon candles are her balm
she'll sort things out without a
qualm...
that's my mum

lynn parker

this sporting life

whatever this poem is - 
it's not as perfect as you
ten out of ten for all your d.i.y
for caring when the shelf's about to fall
and when the j.c.b is crashing through
it's time you drove yourself towards
a new direction -
culture - say - or sculpting - try
to press the red instead of always green

dear squirrel - when you climb the next high tree
make sure the one who shares your branch is me


lynn parker 

raspberries for scarborough

time for the sea
that's you and me
there's gran - grandad and twice
and freya here - we've packed the gear
we hope the weather's ever nice

time to snooze
o freya cat
then time to hit the sea
an ice cream dream 
the scarborough scene
that's him and you and me

so me and grans and grandads
and cousin elsie too
we'll squeeze into the caravan
and practise raspberries...
           tttttthhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppp!


dave wood

sparrows tomorrow

who know what will happen to-sparrow?
who know what will happen to-marrow?
who know what will happen to-barrow?
what matters' what matters today

are you sure what your future will bring?
the birds in the woodlands all sing
(see - they all fly on the wing)
what matters' what matters today

you're rabbit - cat - leopard - but caring 
a happy life - love made for sharing
some fast food - in boxes of squaring
what matters' what matters today


dave wood

a calming kiss

where's my tea?
he says to me 
that's forty years of wedded bliss

he's calm - you see
(but specs he'll need)
o dearest you - i'd like a calming kiss

the smell of grass
(allotment tasks)
i think of lemon shower gel
my dear - ha ha
i won't get far
perhaps you'll fix the car as well

so glasses on - we've theatre sped
we're green and silver - cultured up
then home at ten and off to bed
and what about a nice cup...?
         noooooooo!!!!!!!!



dave wood

for natalie

oh i'm sod's law's worst nightmare
it can't catch up with me
yellow boxes - yellow lines
grow old disgracefully

i love my husband gary
i want to play the drums
i hope i've got the hang of it
before x-factor comes

my hair is pink and purple
and tartan if i can
then i'll frighten off the clients
when the books fly off the van


lynn parker 

loop de loop

created for reading to a visiting playgroup (under 3's)

loop de loop

is cock a hoop

we're jingle jangle now

and all aboard the plinky bus

with jingle jangle cow!

all around the pongo field

and back to meet the queen!

the biggest bestest plinky bus

that loop de loop has seen

lynn parker 

yes - he'll do

no more bikes
i got what i likes
a man with a car - yes - he'll do
i've got all my kids
and do what i did
we go shopping for stuff old and new

and bombs in the past
at least didn't last
i survived and went on to teach
now life is a horse
with hurdles of course
and lily of valley - in reach


dave wood

those that blend

an anchor - you are the one
faithful to the end
set my compass right
(whatever the journey sends)

your are my presence forever
an ongoing friend
and deep like the ring of red wine
we are of those that blend

we sing of vanilla - purple blue and green
we sing of art and beauty - future's dream



a joint poem created by dave wood and lynn parker

Ian's You-tube!

http://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=em-upload_owner&v=7li_4iVSbug

http://transportedmobilepoetry.blogspot.com/?m=0

the great escape

o horrors! where is vowles?

the senior manager howls -

but the van is packed and ready, on its way

you cannot call him back

he hasn’t got the sack

but vowles & co' are off to france today!

for this enterprising man

has got his caravan

and painted it in red and white and blue

not white and blue and red

but the other way round instead

‘cos that’s the way the french ones like it too.

so don’t forget your book

and give us one last look

and when you’ve crossed the channel, shout hooray!


lynn parker

Transported into Poetry (1) Youtube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQAjMfHtqzE
Dave Wood reading three poems created as part of the Transported into Poetry scheme.

poem for reece

my name's monique and this is my son reece

he's brilliant - creative and so cool

i hate it when i send him off to school

i like it when i get no minutes' peace

he's blue and green and all things out of doors

he'd be a tiger - one who comes to tea

i don't think he would ever frighten me

even when he roars and roars and roars

he'd love to be a strongman if he could

i'll always love him whether he's bad or good


lynn parker 

she knows

she purrs - my scorpio - she's liquer* - pie and mash

i"ll always raise a spade for her

and perfume - raise a splash

she's my purple - pink and blue - my five ten years and six

i hide the spiders from her eyes (and that gets double ticks)

what we got for tea then? my liquer* - pie and mash

each knows the each and twice as deep - our hearts are fast attached

and sweet hearts bring the answers to whatever puzzles pose

i'm married then - i said - she knows - she knows - she knows

*also spelled liquor


dave wood

birthday quirk of love

happy birthday - for you're my quirk of love

don't take this wrong but stupid suits you great

and so does sweat - i guess that makes you tough

what makes you ten from out of ten - can't wait

don't take this wrong but stupid suits you great

don't d.i.y too long (the hairs' turned grey)

what drives you? water - wheels and run (it's fate...)

that green says go and red's your vibrant way

and o that sweat - i guess that makes you tough

but birthday's here - let's sculpt the hours to suit

there's me and you - so stop (i know it's rough)

let's culture some more quirk into our roots

what makes you ten from out of ten - can't wait

and here's my song - this birthday suits you great


dave wood

joined together round the bend

time for a purple wedding - in - di go

one says sorry - one's cheeky to the end

one's star - one's smiley faced - we know

the both will join together - round the bend

one says sorry - one's cheeky to the end

both blue and purple silver - dog and cat

and bread and bacon aftershave

depends

on how you look at each of each - how's that?

one's star - one's smiley faced - we know

who's rock god - who likes to listen all

and son-shine in the middle - love's to know

all busy to the hilt - now wedding calls

both will join together round the bend

we wish them well - we're cheeky to the end


dave wood

heart coloured bright

thirty five has disappeared and ran away to sea

and now she's thirty six at last - then seventy's got to be

now numbers' crunched - we're out to lunch

the herd has gathered 'round

time paints her portrait  in red wine

(with bubbles built on sound)

through reservations - doubts and care

the heart is coloured bright

music pours throughout the doors

and fills a cultured night

and now she's thirty six at last and come back from the sea

thirty five shall raise a cheer and seventy's proud to be


dave wood

spirits waked

who-ever's tute-ing - best be quick

for dave has waved his quirking stick

and up above - the wailing starts

the food is served - delicious tarts!

the atmosphere cuts through the night

(the wailing ghost is out of sight)

steak and beer - perfume - scent

(aftershave that makes a dent)

season's summer - spirits waked

foundations creak and thirsts are slaked

and dressed in floral shorts and top

the ghost upstairs begins to bop

what dance she does - just can't outlick

when dave has waved his quirking stick!


dave wood

spring deep for rabbits

here creeps the ivy - the buddleia springs deep

what weeds keep dancing onwards are always out of reach

within the heart of gardens - the docks nail down their roots

beneath the eyes of wonder - the rabbits chew the shoots

what weeds keep dancing onwards are always out of reach

here creeps the ivy - the buddleia springs deep


dave wood

twitching potato for bbc radio lincs

minogue - min-o-go

does he prefer kylie

or potato

or tomato? 

but everyone

loves him

he's red - gold

and green

the twitching he does

it gives him a buzz

that - and he's an award winning

nice bloke with henry the cat

and right on the scene...
           maaan


dave wood

chasing ice cream vans

whatever opens up the book engages with the page

whatever stirs the 'yes we could' breaks free of the cage

whatever tickles funny bones - whatever makes a sneeze

the secrets in the mobile van (the mobile libraries)

so think of pizzas dripping cheese with peppers on the top

and consider chasing ice cream vans (perhaps you'd rather not)

what imagination gets stirred up - there's teal and red and white

look out for the logo - take a bite


dave wood

sowing seeds for wales

sowing seeds for wales
[seeking permission]

dave wood

ferrets like to fly

buddha likes to skydive
he does it in his vest
and when he lands on autumn leaves
he likes that way the best

and when he gets some chocolate
he sculptures with the wrappers
and throws the fancy box away
and runs off like the clappers

he likes to do the garden
and sit in carter park
'specially with some chocolate
and only when it's dark

lynn parker 

the man of many parts

i used to be a teacher
but now i'm on the van
i used to be in ghana
i'm such an over- reacher
i'm just that kind of man

and once i was a tourist guide
but now i take books for a ride
and as i trundle down the road
i think of all the time i'm
owed

it's time to write a book or two
on ghana or the arts
i'm such an over-reacher
a man of many parts
that's where the problem starts
cos' i haven't got a clue


lynn parker 

library vans 'r' us

liz the fab assistant
is expert on the van
her records are all up to date
she's got the master plan

but then she's got her blonde i.d
and likes to knit and craft
and loves to go and party
and reel round being daft

she'd be a bee - a busy bee
she's always doing more
although she'll never get there
with her bag trapped in the door


lynn parker 

wagging through time

wagging through time

though wag through time - they don't drink wine

white black and tan - but where to dine?

and what you see is what you get

and all should have this social pet

and what's your name? o - i've forgot

but i can name you every dog

we've had for years

those wiggly ears

and terriers - we hold so dear

and hobbies then for canine things?

walking - sports - food processing

collaborate with doggies then

take a lead from us

what inter-species gettings on

is always worth the fuss

dave wood

sweet smell

so cook me something up -party on

love and care for me - you tiger - you

it's time for outdoor time (time for fun)

we're in the green - hoping sky is blue

love and care for me - you tiger - you

bring your aftershave - make me sweet

what time's the bar? raise a glass to truth!

the tent awaits - await the time we meet

we're in the green - hoping sky is blue

love and care for me - you tiger - you


dave wood

laugh laugh laugh

do tell me about peppa pig
is she tall and ever so big?
as big as the sky?
or as small as my eye?
does she munch on grass or on twigs?

who's messy and noisy? well that's you
who's bubble bath soaked? doo be doo
so be a giraffe
and laugh laugh laugh laugh
we know that your colour's dark blue

and daddy and mummy and you
will go camping and swimming the views
you're our future - we know
and that's where you'll grow
(we waited for this poem - in a queue!)


dave wood

fantastic

so i am everything and everything is me
i'm fantastic - red and white and blue
the ladies love me - they do my work - you see?
i'm lion-like - does that give you clues?

and i'm bendy - beer - what time is the bar?
i'll leave the motorbike - sniff the new mown grass
i'll read the poetry on toilet walls afar
i'm fantastic (said again) - the ladies do my tasks


dave wood

father and son and football

so sing me a song o singing bird
let the notes go orange - high and high
whatever song - whatever's heard
calms me blue - lets me qualify

so parrot me - climb the ivy wall
three years since we met - together still
eyes watch - legs run - so that's football
and singing yet - the voices seem to trill

you calm me blue - let me qualify
let the notes go orange - high and high


dave wood