Incubus Nouveau
Splurge urge, soggy gourd
Mulch and pulp, squash
Tomato, windy beans shrivel,
Drenched, trembling, gusts
Thus love came stealing
In sable, lunar night.
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: blogging
October 6, 2014
Here Comes Everybody
Characters surge in teeming, broiling tumults
Who, what, where, what are they yarns compose
spun, weaved, forged, tempered, cast, distorted
drawing, and withdrawing breath
from titbits of storylines,
Here and there, then and now, you have
Upsizings, threats, strengths, and weaknesses:
absurdities, absurd ditties, odd ways and beings.
See all these in a blustered, supple,
yielding, ready-berried Rowan; or in a tumbril,
air, toccata, fug, or others mirrored Mindseyes,
especially on these severe, unsettled October days.
October 5, 2014
Conkering
Conkers Season!
chestnuts
teeter,
Awaiting
Prep.
Schoolboy chill
Rites:
Vinegar souse,
Slow bake,
Skewer,
Twine
Lynched
Dualists
With crash-hats
begoggled
thin lipped
Engage
In phantasm
Sodium light,
venal
& splenal
grey crows
stooping prowl,
Panther black
foraging
poachers grumble,
sniffing nuts
lamped
in dreek
Soft copse
October 4, 2014
To Whom It…
Every morning while
jumping up and down
Call out the names of
those you wish the best.
Do any of them live with you,
in the same flat or house,
the same shanty town,
sewer, shop doorway, aqueduct…?
Or someone who won’t get up,
left their shit in your way,
left the toilet seat up, snores,
had their head chopped off,
talks endless twaddle…
No?
How very surprising.
Now
Have a Nice Day.
October 3, 2014
Food is Love
Bury your knee at wounded heart
marry a buffet saint
Nigella’s got
Two black eyes
Mary Berry ain’t.
October 3, 2014
Arrested Development
I toyed a while with Jeremy Kyle,
And took the lie detector.
I ate his face and it tasted vile;
My name is Hannibal Lector.
October 3, 2014
Luvvies
Lucinda Drama & Brian de Palma
Met up on the set of ‘Nice!’
‘Your face,’ she said
‘Is full of dread
And your head
Is riddled with lice.’
October 3, 2014
Mugg
Mugg, the failed suicide, is escorted
to her coiffeur for a ruffle & snip,
natters, buns, and Tizer too.
She is weak of leg and mind, partakes
of unlethal foodstuffs;
prawn cocktail sausages,
bananas in anchovy sauce,that kind of thing.
When she insults the trees they turn away
knowingly, to whisper disapproval
to the concubine breeze.
Sympathy is like gas
and tears:
a finite
commodity.
October 2, 2014
Tin Speak
this tin reads:
‘Open other End’
…Yours?
October 2, 2014
Horsemouths
Plod-plod-plod-plod:
The quadroplod,
Cloppety-clops
Stopety-stops
Nods and winks.
Wrinks mordant
eyes, cataracted
with chimera,
fuss and blether.
Deaf posts, prattling
twaddle cannot
listen, chew, suck,
sneeze, shut up
or swallow down.
Grimbeau 