Cornlegs Kellflakes
Above them clouds the monk soars:
Theloniously.
Grimbeau
Scroodles
July 5, 2013
daylight robbery
dawn breaks on the bough
replacing weary night;
werewolf and dogman
return to their lairs;
and, we ride out
to snatch Tyburn’s necklace,
and plant it deep in
undiscovered clays
July 5, 2013
Twitching
Cripes a Gull!
In a dank, mildewed grike the bells either
ding, dong, or dull.
The last spat of evening hedgelights the sward.
Then, in the blank of an eye and a
flicker of wee finger
we hear us considering the climate of Sumatra
(a place that should rhyme with tomato).
Things get dafter and soon after
we settle on Java instead.
July 5, 2013
Burin
Jejune
plastic paddy
once bumptious happy
sat out night’s
confinement considering a
crap consignment.
The can is
a frying pan:
A con sang;
‘Guinevere’
Sad that…
July 5, 2013
Bends
Carp descends
Sleep pretends
Lark ascends
Gets bends
Bubbly blood
De-compression
Time – Chime – Bell – Swell – Well…
Bob’s Up!
Whiffs what?
Aroma of Verona
Yes
Lisa & Pizza.
July 5, 2013
Piershow
comfy?
Lundy bloody Lundy!
porphyry purple
leopard:
gatefold freezing
under dowdy woolly blazer
bracing beside steadfast seaside
hardy Skegness donkey
July 5, 2013
some lines on a summer’s night
Soft verse for the rolling on day
rich corpulent berries:
shiny cherries make windows for
the platinum moon
and smooth lies curse yesterday’s
setting sun.
Grimbeau 