Miss Sunshine Jars 2016
Miss
happen hours stop
ruination gadgetries grunt
corporate ‘Hello’s…’
lazy sulky cuss scowls
retreats into the glasshouse
fuck bureaucracy
people who live in such places
best not throw crap Sunshine Jars
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: flash fiction
October 1, 2016
October 1, 2016
Next One, Please!
Out of my brain at
Five fifteen
The dreaded words slide
Out:
‘Why not stick on the
Downton Abbey Finale?’
As soon
As they slipped from my mouth
A mighty echo
Expanded to explosion
And with a drawl portended
‘Surely, this Soap was
the
Soap
Of God’
End
Of Empire
October 1, 2016
duskwood
curl girl walnut whirl cuddle warm worn moleskin dust small brown colloquy agoraphobes file worn out mawkish marquetry thimbles full of radium deep pockets glow
October 1, 2016
cuckoo spittle
unclear mass clarified mud
transcendental hygenics
blue clay ruminant
imagine monstrous cynics
smirking beyond truculence
water butts loiter in appropriate
twin set pearls one drops
wonder tears stand closed
still further notice
September 30, 2016
crawdodo
crimson snitches cartoon mad months; reading meters & home economics— majoring in respiration, indolence and scurvy
Friday contemplates devices to reboot the sockless philanderers, lapus lazulis or purple necromancy…
Bald heads grow paltry stringy dreads, unesco unshowered for another week, seasonal collapse purviewed by fat slugs
Old starts abandon new beginnings, clapped out discourses mumble, nowhere to turn but westward ho!
Autumn dread in fruit and craw, incoherent timezones spout spurious silver flukes, weaving yet still dreaming of settlement
Woolly hat on, window wide open, Peres funferal, weird out of order, sweaty cotton grey jumper hangs, threadbare fag-burnt navy kecks creek…
September 30, 2016
Glovelight
Out of it is into it,
it seems to me today
darkness lights up night
disappearing day.
Sunset of another year
Silhouetted hand
September 29, 2016
passing shipping…
…sailing littoral lagoons
isthmus archipelagos
seasides of tranquility
peace pours soft kisses on
atlantics city shapes
slowly watching conveyors
silhouetted by the moon
September 28, 2016
Trilby
Blimey!
A bloody sonnet
dropped by
out of my hat
fancy that
all about evening
idealised
poetic license
freedom of formality
incubated nuisances
contort reality
in subversive silences
September 26, 2016
Cider With Nosey
As
you
walk out
in the garden
assume the olive chair
face the morning sun
mindful of the schism
spend awhile elsewhere
ten provides some clarity
go tear down delapidated
old tired chicken townships
destroy what is not needed
gig for stolen dignity
time to dig down deep
replenish nurture
preserve
grow
September 26, 2016
Lampblack
No, I don’t want to
talk about the Wrecklings—
let’s just move on
my computer wants
to help me by getting to
know my voice pattern
Isn’t this so exciting!
I get stuck for words &
spontaneously
burst out in schlock applause
dark comedians complain:
stop pulling my fuckin’ leg!
Grimbeau 