Flawed Claude (the colour lampshade…)
He’s up, he’s up…
he’s down again
Like a yoyo,
a rat up a pump
Or a fiddler’s elbow
Not coming
Nor going
Just up to…
What?
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Magic Realism
August 21, 2014
Runcible Spoon
Those
Who stir
&
Runaway
Return to
Stir
Another
Day
August 21, 2014
# Ate Dream
Cheroot smoke
plumes and wisps
Effigy, Eulogy, Ecstasy…
Bingo!
In Thames Ditton
A drowned kitten
In your own backyard.
Smartphone spews
Headjuice on Muesli.
August 20, 2014
Tickly Cough
Tidy,
half tidy,
untidy…
there is a
tidy in
Affairs
of Zen
August 13, 2014
Lie, Bore…Tea?
Connives
me,
Connives
me not.
Connives
me!
August 13, 2014
Mondrian Bungee
Shorter
days means shorter lives.
Shorter
hours means shorter drives.
August 12, 2014
To Your Health
People that
Live in
stone
Houses ought
Not throw
glasses
August 12, 2014
Samantha
Willow pith of day
the slow chew,
stranded and dry,
just a whisper
of zest,
nearly a memory
or a whim.
A violin feeds
its newborn
villagers growl
at still
blue trucks,
the hedge wilts
orange wind noise,
washing line tilts
hysterical dervish
wishes for wishes
August 11, 2014
Snug?
Ate and was
on my own
faraway
lackaday
blownaway
Comfy Love?
Big thing asks
me questions – why?
Windshine
Shush-hours
Perfection!
Quote…Unquote follows
So do I?
Yes, I am cold.
How did you guess?
So, to bed after
food and fumigation.
The heavens
piss stones.
An internet crashes.
I get up
A head of steam
radio
July 28, 2014
Gloamlight
Dusk come dark
drapes half drawn
Hear a bark
feel a yawn
Grimbeau 