Talk a good story?
Conceptualization, Doug?
You see what I mean?
The eye of the beholder
Hanging from a withered thread?
No! Much More colourful
Got you – Car Chases…?
More like Sunburst Finishes
& total silence.
Nuh?
Can’t quite see it
It’s quarter past three,
just Barney & Me,
the days closed right in,
with the rain and the wind
mistletoe grows
roots in my toes
flowers in air
I’m drinking my friend
To the end
Of a heliotrope
So no sun for my baby
And no sun for the road…
I wanna former tribute
Band to pay tribute to
Derivatives &
Influences since time
Immemorial
Tributes due to bands
Like Living Legends
That did what they said
Down in the Church of Love
You know what I mean?
You know what I mean?
Sure, you know what I Mean
I’m
Waiting for my lunch
I’m
Waiting for my lunch
Went in the kitchen
At twelve of five
Marinade the fish
Chopped up the chives
Like Lilian Gish
I’m
Waiting for my lunch
Move it on!
On an airplane
Jefferson
craving Somebody to Love
Unilaterally
Declared Independence
& filed for divorce
Citing licentiousness
Marty Balin & Grace Slick
Took purple berries
Before disembarkation
Obese prose gets up my nose.
Tired mired strife.
Ilex waxes lyrical.
Auric mistletoe glisters.
Golden branches hang heavy
sporting strange distended fruit.
The crooked bishop dangles.
A burdensome encumbrance
takes his final bough
Sleeve notes illumine
Verbal diarrhea folk
Anti-static wipes
Sought and found beneath
A pair of purple cotton loons
Harbouring homeless titmice
Making swell for winter
just imagine this
finished book before breakfast
blissful state attained
Blog a little
Sigh a little
Let your poor heart
Cry a little
That’s the beauty
That’s the duty
Of snot
Phazes of daizies
preoccupy Crazy Maisy,
long gestation to
bud blosson bloom to
fullness and Zonkville
(& Beyond).
No sadder sight than
A zonked out Hazy Phazy
Grimbeau 