Psyche
Eternal prisoners
Far wandering souls
Glowing phosphor essences
Cheap tricks of the light
Shadows of evening
Ever receding
Memories of you
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Poetry
June 25, 2015
Bony Joni Genius
Cantankerous harridan
scultpted neolithic jaw
face plentifully overstuffed
angel voiced choir
sings:
‘never judge a cover by it’s book
we all stand alone together’
June 25, 2015
Zak Mould
Still farting around
unsettled, fidgety,
detached, remote?
Then go take Dump!
Tick the Box!
Sign out!
*
Hazy murk soon spreads,
dampens the daylight,
giant hogweed encroach
harbouring malicious intent
*
You to blister, to paralyse,
to analyse stragglers,
scantily clad day-trippers,
pale gormless nudists,
innocent blithe minors,
demented wayward majors.
*
Normality is resumed at last.
The regular service
The bland repast.
A strict diet of worms and woodlice.
The occasional festive
peppering of capers.
Stuffed Olives if you’re lucky.
*
So, go Squawk
Scrabble and squabble
for scraps cooped up in your hovel.
Grovel for a drop to drink
acknowledging your unworthiness
with ingratitude and contempt.
June 25, 2015
Break Out Day
Vibrant dawn dazzles
Pitch bone slate lamp nightdreamers
Eyeblink shadows flit
Earlybirds dart brisk alert
Incanted day arrives
Perfect golden light
Rakes tree leaf and bark
Hope springs all prisoners
June 20, 2015
Mother Worth
See her swinging
Her stark agenda
Brenda the Bonzai
Smoothing lamb
Whistling avocado dips
through Aubergine lips
Punk pastel smoke grey light
Gives cover to vultures
Stuffing pitta pockets
Full to bursting
With faberge nosegays
Others grab shawls for
Obscene daughters
But Brenda
Agenda bender
Mate of Zenda
Stands firm
Gives no truck
Not a tuppenny fuck
To the down by luck
The money lender
Runs begging to Brenda
June 18, 2015
Larkin’
They’ll bite your bum, the posh, the scum
& leave you blistered, black and brown
seeking out asylum
*
killing smiles say voodoo child, say wait a while
redacting files the crocodile smiles
mumbling quick ‘I’m sorries’
*
to what? to whom? the empty cell
the vacant room, closer to the tomb than womb
gazing at the morning
June 18, 2015
Snooze
Afternoon sister
Leaning dogs snore gentle tunes
Whispers shudder warm
June 17, 2015
A Busy Schedule
Today I shall drink nettlejuice
Lick and kiss dock wine flutes
Hiss sharp bliss, chew thumper bap, ooze Lollard grunge
Make steady progress to embrace
A beggar never sacked just
Falsely accused
A trumped up gluepot of chimera
Indeed
Perfidy dishonours advertising
Four dour horsemen get bushwhacked
By renegade chimps in titfers
Another perfect virtuous circle
June 16, 2015
Dodo
Enough is enough
Sad facts are to be faced up
Like stained cracked mirrors
as when sun subsides
or when
all days are none
April 21, 2015
Take Funf
On a stick
An ashplant
We all rest a while
With a smile
And some guile
‘bout the road before
Think a while
For a while
When our mind
Has gone
Faraway
Countrymile
We may smile
Grimbeau 