Grimbeau

Scroodles

Whiplash

Henry had mixed feelings about his invisibility. On the one hand was the sheer novelty, and, at the same time was his basic need for recognition, by act or not in deed

‘Indiana Jones and the Temple of Goobers.’ He burst forth.

‘Doom.’ Replied Flo, feeling left out of his thoughts and feelings.

Far but near away Maud returns to summer storm and the hell-thought that maters will remain unresolved forever.

Headcase tried to really get his head around the law of twelves.

Edward G busied himself with the balloon collection and the gooseberry tart and reflected that this would be a hard nut to crack.

Confetty

I said to Betty:

‘Drop everythingi. Tonight we eat

with Ferlinghetti. I will up you picki

in my Maserati at seven thirty sharpish’.

‘What will we havi, Jimi?

Probabli spaghetti, or, perhaps linguini.’

‘Yummi!’

Dunkslam

English: Zebra in Wellington Zoo

Cruel and vicious age as ever was

longsuffering lifesufferer.

 

Do not bullshit one about the deprivations of the posh or chide me

I am unspeakable toothless with bite snap vengeful hard work

 

my reward three times twenty three this year shite up the snout

maculate deceivers line your nests and fill your boobies with

silica and choux pastry resentful me you betcha runs in the

breed like the wooden leg hip hop clip clop Iggy copped it

 

again last night a long drawn out affair mizzled puzzled dazzled

daddy sulks longest sulk in history of history and night

 

disturbing bassoon oboe stormtrooping quadruped

foodless as a mulligatawny owl a moustachioed pistachio

 

beckoned forward by a blindfold bogyman for mud is thicker

than water go the whole hog and take the plunge…

 

Caparison

English: Horse in caparison at spring festival...

Fresh, clear, sunny, Blueskies pastel, white fluffs

hazy haze…bunged up tubes:

Liquids –

please apply within.

 

Outside now for a smoke and a quibble.

Is there chicken still for tea?

New potatoes, new peas, new beans, new lamb…

new dawn

Brooklyn’s Buggy

Bentley 6½-Litre Speed Six Tourer

Siegfried came and went:

Sixty-Niner

Move faster,

Desiderata:

‘Go Bentley

without Plates…’

You Jest!

From The Sketchbook : Yompers

Wise fool,

state clown,

so no impact,

mock the weak,

so to speak,

ridicule the powerful,

doss down

in the vestibule,

drool,

cool…

 

Nose to grindstone.

Hard slog.

Trudge.

Yomp.

This is peace!

More mud than sludge.

What we put inside eachother…

do not nose. So, what’s to do today?

Sun, food, cider, shower…

Parsifal’s gone fishing should anyone ask.