Still Life With Eyelids
take it as it comes
patience brings its own reward
catatonia
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Poetry
April 7, 2016
Cakes & Whales
mad cows derail trains
jaffa-cake or biscuit chat
light or dark matter
one suspicious lump or two
Serengeti radio
yawning hippopotamus
could eat the lot of us
April 6, 2016
Under a Panama Hat
rampant carrots agitate
demanding lots of golden sun
weather soon wipes smile off face
april showers come along
intimate rainbows
promise of clandestine wealth
clandestine wealth detected
under a Panama Hat
April 5, 2016
Hovis Toast
Fat poets fancy:
Bacon, egg, fried tomatoes,
mushrooms, and Hovis Toast:
in itself a meal–
funny how memories smell
April 5, 2016
Hippo Cart
Dismount your high
horse Gobshite!
Coffee’s getting yellow
Chocolate button breakfast
slickly eaten on the run
Spent all night down fat boy slum
Gideon & George’s gaffe
On the Isle of Dogs
Bijou little drum
April 4, 2016
Loop Head
Pearl grey day
Sullen basilisk eyed
horse army blanket nihilist
becalmed charcoal sloop
opaque ivory mother
pearl grey day
cryptic spyglasses
monochrome zilch
scattered dead pine needles
litter overgrown seed beds
grey atlantic sheen
April 3, 2016
Last Boat Leaving
Sir John Bitumin
laid it on bit thick
plummy urban sine noble
Metropolitana oiks
crave Mr Softy Ice Cream
tannoys herald ninety nines
mismatch of the day highlights
Am I my Buddha’s keeper?
Verbal diarrhoea
Splat of conchshellness, mind that child!
Too late mate you’ve lost your license.
All because the lady sought pork pies…
April 3, 2016
Networking
Throw
Open the window
Shout out
Rage & Scream
Shhhush…
Smile
You are not
Alone
Like Peter Finch
Former Star
of stage & screen
April 3, 2016
Dog Watch
frolicsome minstrels
conjure hot egg shell coals
see if you make six
April 2, 2016
Friday Night & Saturday Morning
Three-fifteen corrupts
Hilda Swinton & Max Keiser waited up for me,
keeping me company in
the wee small hours listening
to the World Service
Friday night morphing into Saturday morning,
thinking about sunshine and summer gardens.
The bed is clean & warm.
The days are getting longer.
~
Seven-thirty erupts
In Graphine Enlightenment
Click! Wow!
Blimey O’Reilly
Blinded by nanoscience,
muscular cuddles bunch up,
shoulders forearms & neck
nape, sides, and chicken thighs
Graphine will fix it
Save on smoking beagles too
What chance of carbon dating
Superficial arrangement
Same as usual
Grimbeau 