Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: creative non fiction

Now…Where was I?

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Hovis

Dark morn sings heavy pox since muse took
some vital dive and ate my words
Sure, some got rescued by  tree beast and now it
dwells in silly mode

a link and the easy magic
rolling from bed to let my thoughts and
dreams is done and gone. Now, morning is just
me, the kettle, a microwave, and the
coffee pot and I better get used to it.

Thus, today is a new same old as I
take coffee and drugs and head upstairs
by Tardis to the muse with black keys and
switch on the shipping forecast and the yarn.

Now, where was I…

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The Golden Age of Scuba

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samantha-j-gummer

Happy is the man who can bear the things he cannot change – Schiller

Each time insurgent

Wind surges spank opulent

crimson drapes and naughty

gusts arouse dormant

gooseberries on exposed,

soft wanton thighs all sigh

Lush,

chocolate ground juice

breaches ripe knapsacks,

glibly squirting,

soiling deep plush pile rug.

On

garish cushions we float maculate:

spoiled flotsam; jetsam of anarchy,

Two headed orphans

scowling quadrophrenes

brazen twisted Sisters scream.

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May Come September…

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Mud found in third eye
Oversight on your behalf
Foot in mouth disease
Calamity Jane holds up
the Deadwood Stage for kicks

Mistah Trufflepockets Strikes Again

 

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Sulksville dribbles beige
Dixie Jazztime in Valhalla·
Them posh hush puppies
Just aint working out·
pains crowd herd lower nexus·
memories flood joyful play
bring tears over years·
dat ole man blubber·
he just keeps mooching anon…

 

Trumpy McTrumpface

Trumpy McTrumpface stood on a wall
Trumpy McTrumpface sped to a fall
All the Thing’s Horses
& All the Thing’s Men
Will not put Trumpy
Together again…

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No witness

was made available

To participate

in the witness protection

Programme.

Fish fled for the coast

Mendacity stalked the land

Never criticise

what you don’t understand

Pull the other one

Britain should leave Britain

Parched Earth Policy

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Midday at the oasis
Watched civilisation end
No milk came today
Eleven o’clock onslaught
Autonomous movement
Of the non-living
Equestrian statuettes
Prance macabre pirouettes
Strung out on redeye
Monday teatime debacle
Pollutes dusk’s tranquility
High time for a shower
Contribute to drought

Car-Goes Rip

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Whooo o o sH!
s-Sou’ wester bell owS

quiNnquireme galley
Oil laMps dervish wildly
funk embracEs golden hunks
Red jelly oOzes…

soupspill orates Orestes
Splo Ooos h a H aha!
Scalding hot boIling pot
Fair stood fair Viol aH
Hispaniola…meanwhile
Sinister unidexters tweak
gO-oglies & chinAmensch

spin delirious yarnsees

A Bernie* for Buck House
Queenie gets to stay
& as for the rest—
Make ‘em an offer
dat day cant refuse*

beware geeks leering gits

*One million pounds sterling (Bernie Eccleston size bung*)
*Sweeteners, inducements, gift-horses
*Trash

Wiggle Room

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as chance would have it
thick tar cable does
the job of a horizon, shut your
left eye everso tight

and you

can frame
it all in just one go

clean
elongated myopic oblong
careful to include twigs
close attention to detail-
bare rowan twigs,
fragile faith in the lawn

of unforeseen consequences

mildew gilded boughs,
enlightenment infant sun,
bronzed and crystal clear.
The winter berries perished
in the spring storms,
rats got eaten up

by cold-hearted old stock doves,
or washed down weedy culverts
flapping about yelling in vain
like sink spiders floundering
in numinous U-bends
under sinks
all over the unknowable

Tour de Trance

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speedo

No milk

to cry over:

traffic and bollard,

pothole and hedgehog,

flood and folly. All delay delivery.

Try your best without.

Think Wartime,

make and mend,

a stitch in time,

careless talk

costs lives

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Quasimodem

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Bangers in th’oven

Eleven o’clock pronto.

Football crowd chants:

He’ll shoot, he’ll score, he’ll eat your

Labrador, bloke next door, bloke next door.’

~

Sausage sandwich assembled

fearlessly sampled.

Zingy tabasco gobsmack.

Vogeltop bowerbirds strut their stuff.

Lovenest blueprints scrutinised.

~

Unique seduction points include:

iridescent spiders,

chocolate slugs, ant crispies,

seven flugelhorns,

zinc embossed en suite

~

Chamber Music hall;

silent moviedrome quintet;

playing incidentally framing caption

awestruck terpsichordal disbelief.

An Enlightened harpsichord.

~

Greasepaint mascara yard brush.

After birth oven nation.

Cod fish sauce soused

In Tin foil enveloped

Satisfaction guaranteed.

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