Tolling & Rumbling

by grimbeau


Mellow yellow peril stalks

desultory morning news.

Mahjong pings pong song sushi

Life waves buoyed by risen seas

Encouraging numbers lately

make me swing again.

All you need is Like.

Push and punch the River Not.

See no day so far



sonnets pepper mad Edith’s

black gothic bonnets.

Radio switches off itself.

Precocious  little sod.

Go show it who’s the boss, Rod.