Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: Magic Realism

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four

back door:

elsinore

mellow

madonna

mobile

like

thistle

down

jet

plane

cries

till

next

time

Florin

throng

 

What’s the time on Dandelion?

Burning, yearning gravy waftings.

Wild Cries of joyful carwashers.

Five dimensioned rosehip cushes.

 

Who painted the lawn day-glow emerald?

A sporran in the night, a ptarmigan at dawn.

A creative with a sloppy bucket.

A mandarin blood orange.

Roomination

yellowfish

 

Boiled egg struggles,

succumbs to

wrecking spoon.

Starlings rush

from yolk.

World without bend.

Amen

Few Steps

pane 1

 

1

 

Four:

Real good sun out there.

No showers yet: no wind.

Loud Friday school’s out.

Will I? Won’t I

Have a cheroot: think about it.

Yeah, cheroot’s a good idea.

First, get out of this walnut trick.

A hard nut to crack from within

Let alone without.

 

 

2

 

Out

 

Pane#2

 

3

 

Back in

 

 

4

 

That was nice.

 

Sage Minstrel says:

 

 

Epithalamiums

Always

Fall on

Deaf-eared

Bonkers.

Ellis Island

Jack Kerouac on the football field

 

His wife,

his daughter

On the game.

Flooded delta:

Monsoon rain.

Eye catches Ad:

‘Give us your whores,

Your puddled masses’

Should have gone to

Evening classes.

Sea Gherkin Fugue

Hirsed

 

…floorsucker  churns, provokes

gaspings and breathings

safe depthiness is spored

making me splutter

like a pudgy, tetchy baby.

 

This grief hugs me hollow.

fig lungs implode:

Lites

Bladderwrack

& oyster beards

strangle raddled eyes

 

Blasted by terror

we stare in mirrors

for escape not reflection.

Look there only when

lamp posts resemble fate.

 

That Schinken Feeling

water#1

 

Eggs boil not poached fore a changeling

& anna bun dance ov culd sweetmeat carved craythur combobulatio ob pink chicken squirrel, Black Forest Gurty Torso & Tyrolean yodellin’ hamstrings, incomplete minus granary seed thatched toast to hourmaker: Der Mood Molecule

Make me happy. it smiles

today again, s(un breaks through grey gloom.

Limbs visibly loosen- Eeks & Yipes

On the evergreen awks

Of Bar Baloney.

By Gum! Real gone quince ate duvet. The chancery of that!

Must go.

Elephant stick pot in the offing (door knock echoes in mosaic hall)

Once in a lunchtime (talking heads poke noses through letterbox flaps?)

Bargain Hunts a freebie. Michaels on the Micky-Takers. Quakers on the Rum

‘Wing it nut my bast advice. Hise up in the cistern.’

Elysian Folds

dada cover art

 

‘Do-dah-do-dah-dada-dray:

Roll up, roll up!’

Lamp blacked,

eyeless equine figurine

On top of

odd Algarve shell cluster,

Rococo Chanel

Majolica,

Mickey Finns

Depictions:

 

…puce nouveau water, juice of absinthe,

oil slick oil, ugly carved frame, smoothly rugged

turned, crude carved canopy,  gold leaf burnished, 

house well-furnished, arsenic green crafted…

 

We

cut it up for toothpicks

and firewood.

Sent it up in smoke.

From the diaspora fug something comes.

A startled hobby horse made of old, iron bikes

painted frilly and

Twinkling

Sockless in Gaza

christophe-remy

 

Her feeble

Patience

exhausted if

Glenn Ulf & the Moon Brethren

who tampered with

the Relic

Sock.

~

Dismayed

but unruffled

went she

stepping

gingerly

~

on skin

& snow

flakes,

& found

oxygen

consoles

her soul

 

cruet of heaven,

crooning grace

‘…need me till I want no more.’

Bliss

after Evensong

she

reposed

immersed in

quilted peachy luxus

idly flicking through

‘Lego, Fretwork,

and

Micky Mouse Ballrooms’

edited by

Blitz Furls,

Fred McGod,

and Paul de Koch