Take Funf
On a stick
An ashplant
We all rest a while
With a smile
And some guile
‘bout the road before
Think a while
For a while
When our mind
Has gone
Faraway
Countrymile
We may smile
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: blogging
April 21, 2015
Nona
Bird has got to fly
Poets gotta sing
the truth
Maya angelou
Sang to me sotto voce
Like a freebird that
Could not give
a damme
Or an irish
man
Without
A wigwam
April 21, 2015
To John Coyote ( whomsoveveryoumaybe)
love once blessed you
it once blessed those you met you
where is next to go?
the filtered wind wind
of desire of love
cavernous genorosities
plenitutinous
claptrap
or
thanks
April 20, 2015
Be-bop ( kiss!), love
hey! american writers out there
why are you so stuck up so on yourselves?
no freedomblues
no bluesudes shoes
( here comes the graphic!)
break it down
make it right
You
April 20, 2015
Oodle
seasonal despair
annihilation is dead
hope springs diurnal
April 19, 2015
The Ashes
The woman at the next table
passed me the ashtray
with a kind and understanding smile.
I poured myself in with gusto.
I do not care for the one
with the mean grimace and fixed gaze.
April 19, 2015
Thesaurusitis
Bribed my memory
To serve me well for a while
Let’s see what happens
April 19, 2015
The Swim
Refugee bodies
Respectively estimated
Around two hundred
Mass exodus proportions
Rio de Janeiro fishes
Ahead in the polls
Twenty sixteen Olympics
Might be a stinker
Climate change to blame
Too many fish in the sea
Like men
Most worth throwing back
World in terrible chassis
April 19, 2015
The Quandary
Is there fur will, yes or no?
a bald dog hollered.
Finger shows telling
ghoulish tales of reading
after dark descends
the staircase bearing scissors:
The Barber of Free Will
April 19, 2015
Design for Loaf
On days like these…
climb up trees
worship iguana
axolotls go a long way
sometimes wear pyjama
*
Always remember…
The sound is always
preferable to the furies
Grimbeau 