Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: Poetry

You What!

Just before the immediate

I paused

Had a second thought

Of what it  was i

Was getting at

Fancy that

What a twat!

Two Dogs Fucking

Arapaho yelled

Michelangelo get duck

take cover under

One more goldfish prize

Sometimes whilst underwater

A grumbling giant goes:

Tis want of which

You silly witch

Your heart is all a’plenty

Keek I there a’won nowhere

& fiddle all the Gentry

Direction of Travel

Private versus public grief.

Rolling home

in the dark alone

 slagging of my footwear

The Daily Rat

From a time I can’t remember

I want to slap tory upstarts

Little loudmouths spouting crap

Yapping nagging little brats

They keep coming though

Year by year by

Quite certain

that they own the place

Turp of the Day

Puggled it is that I

am this soggy greymorn.

Verily Pooped and pinned.

Indeed…

So, therefore this way thusly.

Its lights are on, it makes coffee

Then has a fizzy

for the Muzzies.

It’s Rat city out the back.

Take the poison provided, Chaplets.

~

A Ballad Called Jed

‘Here’s some poems for

antichrists, Haemaphrodites,

phagocytes, theodolites, up all nights

…where’s my Lite’s?

Beside you

Thanks’

*

You’re the shops,

You’re the feel them see them

They’re the cops

From the Reichmuseum

The moment they’re on bottom

They wanna sop

Whenever they’re on the bottom

You’re the Tops!

Jolson

Enjoy that joy, Sunny Boy

Try make it last forever

In darkest night or brightest light

No matter when or whether

Clocks

‘Tis ten thirty in the kitchen

After Midnight in my head

Four thirty in the bathroom

Ought I to go to bed?

hippydays elsewhere

just imagine this

finished book before breakfast

blissful state attained

Piaffe

 

Musical statistics

Keep reading again then

Musical statistics

I read them again

Workin outta rhythm

Voice and a little schism

Relents wont leave you

nor me all alone

~

Sap soft sunny beaches

Follow deep underwater breaths

Wipe off that remembered sweat

and remember the

Fascinating rythmn

Your under some spell

~

fascintiantatin

rytm you know it danr wel

syncopatin swell

somewhere where you

never been fascinating

rythmn you always will in