Sheer Good Fortune
…3hrs on a Prox,
the clock struck a passer-by,
who,
deeply gashed,
hailed a passing ambulance on its way,
as luck would have it,
to
a
Sepia
Krankenhouse.
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Magic Realism
October 23, 2014
Bequem
No aims, no lords, just me, and the sea…
Snug in the lap and rock, the slop and plash
Diving deeper, the sleeper plumbs new depths
Of woozy deep, slithers, warm down the unseeable
Billowing liquid flames of the core, the temenos,
Breeched and hewn by exquisite heat, forging a
Pillowed inglenook in which to mosspot ease.
This is no dark blue luxus dreamt up
in tune or sketch, no symphonic flood,
folk smoke trail stream or ramble.
It lies here with the corpuscle
glitching grike soft timorous in the mammoth,
anemone corner of the one now clear
smiling eye behind the fourth stone.
October 22, 2014
Tarn Dinghy
Sleepy John Sideways
leftsides, cocooned, pilled,
double egged, buttered, toasted
snoods with paddies, void of form,
contactless, warmgloved, burbling
fungus imp blooms via
lenseless nosepinchers,
splatburst on malmet axminster,
pile or wanton called by siren
earthpull bells.
October 21, 2014
Gonzalo’s Tale
Another bitty night, the wind’s to blame,
the Ham, the game, the Cheese, they all took part,
but did not do what you did, Maria…
You sly one, you twisted, silent, deadly sister
Due to your emission, I will suffer
endless tumult and derision and you will
live to lie in pastures new as if butter did not melt
Guts are a bit choppy, the wind’s to blame
I explain to the assembled throng who
Conclude it was me, not you who caused the pong
Now, simpled, feeling a complicit tool
You play it Cool, queen the art of cool,
woman’s grudge is women’s definition,
Powder your nose, pass the ammunition.
October 20, 2014
Zimbardo
Baddo, Saddo, Drongo
Asbo
met a Bimbo
got a Crimbo
robbing Glasgow
lost in limbo
near to Kelso
minus Bimbo
she’s in Congo
teaching Tango
learning Bongo
going solo,
not so Asbo
he got nicko
sent him downo
a short spello
in the clinko
watching Porno
playing Bingo!
October 19, 2014
Coldfinger
Coldfingered,
some deaf, bewildered beast,
slopes in slow, bright, sane delight…
Brown Ground drowned,
Sound wind opaque,
Cimarron smokey lake
flock tactile mural peak
Cowling dented tin wind,
Taste hot silent sin
Away! Cooling. Down…
…Meet and Eat
Alfresco with Francesco
Baked Alaska? Alabaster
Just in time
Manufacture
Old war wound
Tarsal fracture.
Wholemeal bread
Cardtrick wine
October 19, 2014
Inch
Browse
pock marked pocket penguin
pictures
Traipse
Pendine’s Sands mortal,
Golden arrowhawks
.
Hold the knife that kissed Lucretia
one pearl morning in the garden
Taste
opal raindrops
on the counterpane.
When
the cap fits
Go and wear it well.
October 18, 2014
Quit that crap, Shortly…
Grimbeau 