Grimbeau

Scroodles

Crimea River

Mammoth

Clouds over,

have a grey

smoke – good is

always too

good to last.

Glanced at this

‘…golden words

turn to dust,

war makes you

platitudinous…’

Thinks: Duckbill

Platypus.

 

A boring

genius

scatters wise

word seed on

stony ground.

 

Duck Bill sees.

Eats them quick

before the

blue parrots.

Slips back in billabong.

Polygon.

We Yodel

yodel

Bright green bus,

Blonde dressed black,

Sun kissed feet

‘Good morning!’

 

Yesterday

was pure good

sunlight all the way

today the bricks

 

are happy and

light hearted

I am bronzed.

Like Homer.