Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Poetry
May 17, 2013
Villanelly the Mastadon
Villa Nelly the Elephant
Phew! Thank Zeus for that, now it is over
Free at last of the drivelling, humdrum forum
Safely rest in peace and eat ambrosia!
Netiquetee niggly no-no’s off you go, Sir!
Untrammelled by the facile, graceless boredom
Phew! Thank Zeus for that, now it is over
No longer shall one have to soft demur
To the basilisk eyed referential quorum
Safely mush some peas and eat ambrosia
For twenty nights in the same pullover
Horse latitudinal, relentless doldrums,
Break free, get out of that, now it is over.
Have you waited on mention of a four-leaf clover?
Or dreamt of gliding condors of the sun
So say, thank Zeus for that, now it is over.
I dreamt last night as wracked by farce and bovver
A phrase I forgot came back to me, ‘Have Fun!’
Phew! Thank Zeus for that, now it is over
You can safely rest and eat ambrosia.
May 13, 2013
This little piggy went…
Half-eight and getting dark,
night falls over,
gives up the day,
and slumps,
snoring till tomorrow morning, when it wakes
frozen and dank
in a ditch
called Monday.
If summer comes, what shall we be?
Drunken loons cavorting in the cups of memory:
escapees, refugees, and philanderers, rusting in the sun,
never sleeping,
corroding in the night,
spongers in the morning’s dew:
mist as a vat.
Or, just the moiety of a tanner,
half a sixpence,
belted and braced,
suited and booted.
All dressed up
nowhere to go.
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May 10, 2013
ASBOTOXIN!
Anyfingoze:
honky-tonk Joanna,
purple pile alto…
Brute guster out on the Prairie Chook,
crimson tulip sunglimpsing behind wild rose
and gooseberry bushes.
Shag and Puffin simper,
Whirled without world thru the World,
harmless & homeless.
Mayfair millionaires fester in lambsmilk.
Moustaches buckle in the Martian breezes.
Megaratsingers flip baked beans in the crystal nightsun.
Weeds walk
and
troops Foxtrot on the lake:
Hunger is an energy.
May 9, 2013
Elephant Horn & Rhino Dust
Cowered and screamed,
wed and daughtered,
wired and attritional,
Simplicius & Simplissimus,
boiled cafe and beetroots…
So
Don’t put your daughter on the stove, Mrs. Worthington!
May 9, 2013
Maxim’s
Put
Dirty Knives
In the Dishwashing Machine
Of
Inconvenience
To aspiring dishwashers,
Chefs to be:
Pastry, Master, Sioux,
Or Head.
April 12, 2013
Lidl Idlyll
Soft lions, some scions, and their gold entourage
mass and flux by limelight.
Warm panthers lap themselves with scourging tongues;
and tigers hide behind yucca and reed,
ready for a passing feed. Look it’s us
on our Persian excursion, riding on
complex Manchurian carpets, for the
destination of a supermarket soul.
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