Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: Poetry

mood : Farrago

full on full voodoo 
boogie-woogie frugal man
  he say:
                          
How are zings in Spanish Harlow? 
         do-wot do-wot do-wot-doo...
Eskimos sport boxers
in Arctic flurries
deliver mail post-hasty
         hip-hop flip-flop trip-trot ooh...
wheezy-floozy centrifugal man
   he play:
         
Wetter man than me Gungadin
           slip-slop tree-top knee-op yew...
knobbly breeze drifts scurry
powder snows discretely
envelope see-see waves
easy-peasy pudding hide
   he pray:

salt peanuts taunt disperse
             food-dude pseud-mood glued-tube mood
            

 




 

 

Hovis Toast

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Hovis

Fat poets fancy:

Bacon, egg, fried tomatoes,

mushrooms, and Hovis Toast:

in itself a meal–

funny how memories smell

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Shinbone Stars

Watch a million unique
selling points scintillate
trans-Siberian firmament
watch imaginary westerns
Liberty Valance waits nice
On table nicely whips cream
Serves up double apple pie
snarls ‘have a nice day, y’all’
storms out in a huff
Pilgrim guns him down in cold blood
Saloon doors burst wide open
Mickey Mouse sweats cobs
Buffs up twinkly shot glasses
Pompey reveals his bad side
Cardsharps brandish braces
Twizzle chintzy swordstick canes
A dwarf turns up just in time
They take a breathless selfie
Hastily swops black hats for white
Melts back into background noise
Frere Lubin & his Myrmidon boys
Make free with croquelardon
Fake news is all says Shinbone Star
Southside of the Picket Line

Interviewing Memory Loss

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Mystified belligerents
Gaze knowingly down on sleaze
Napoleon Solo is killed by thrush
Monochrome wasps attend
full state funeral
Arlington cemetery under
Heavy leaden skies
Silent unfolding time spent
Observing the detectives
Watching empty space

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Three Men & a Goat

Ophelia melts crushed ice
just as passions rise
reach levels acceptable for mid-July
well before calendars ruled the earth—
pregnant burden rowdy satyr
—pitta patter of cloven hoof bubbling in the cauldron pot—
rapture fakes tradition
like salmon mimic
rudeboys chewing anthracite

Winsome day stares back in pearl,
lysine satyrs rake hay
before smoothies crushed yellow fibrous thing smacks
up velvet ice age, commit starfruit
guilt on hyacinth, hubris
—deliver us from antiseptic chores, come five it should be done
and dusted save the mighty
fallen rune stones these
that sully my fresh chemise?

The permanence of it!
outrage conceals mendacious logics.
Watch dust settle fast like loopy gifs.
I picked up pretending
I was stoical like tapioca blinds
— how strange thoughts of red meat, fish and fratricide are when putting out the compost

Rinsing dishes salves scene four,
just bear in mind damp
tea towels conspire like mathematicians
in pleasingly random numbers, that’s when
the claxon insists
on sacrificial offerings
— three day old goat’s milk sorbet and bluebell sponge
Not really much to add

As to whats been said, said Dr Watt
sniffing digits for giveaways
·Best go play it doggo a few days old chap say forever bury deep·
More like advice to self methinks
sobbing prone alone
violate throbbing ringpiece
shorts round ankles
let it end…

Act one required!!!—
long slow drip condenses:
shower spray gas oven clock
Standing hors d’oeuvres of the day—
First crank up your fruit machine ·
contact · contact chocks away!
Thinking it over gas oven…umm—
cold shower queasy option
worlds warm up after lunch
pure stale air & nectarines…
all to save a few bob·
thus make life palatable
my pleasure all mine at once·
servile oven servant—
in full mess off time but must
(p r o k r a s t I n a t e)—
what comes of no what-what?
Favoured hairdo bee hive·
fink hard about it…Umm
many moving parts in doing·
mount or surmount table
(fuck me a talking keyboard)
here come some trusty hounds
ripping bread to shreds

orange houses sleep just sleep

 

 

Wax Bells

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mostile

Glimpse sobriety

Contemplating lunch for brunch.

Boiled beef and parrots.

Overly ambitious

infatuation junkie

craving approval

~

Water drops on thin bare twigs,

silver globules adorn taupe.

Keep on until the

urge to coalesce passes

lazy morning lines

spaghetti conjuntions

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Jesters at Vespers

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chag3

After Sylvester evensong, Loyola piped up:

‘Out with the Pianola!’

And

(As Nasturtiums have for donkey’s years)

We were ready to kick out the jambs

The Easter Lambs & heaven could wait a quarter

Priscilla the Pig, our Abbot, dressed as Emile Zola

Got the  ball rolling with the much lauded Tombola.

A fine thing, like some tradition,

The Tombola of the Tropaeolum:

We put our Bull into a hat

Pull out the winner

And a new year

Doctrine is chosen

A fresh true rumour

To add to the credo

This is followed by

A game of sardines

An eternal favourite

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Grumbling (Appendix)

Ophelia melts crushed ice
just as passions rise
reach levels acceptable for mid-July
well before calendars ruled the earth—
pregnant burden rowdy satyr
—pitta patter of cloven hoof bubbling in the cauldron pot—
rapture fakes tradition
like salmon mimic
rudeboys chewing anthracite

Winsome day stares back in pearl,
lysine satyrs rake hay
before smoothies crushed yellow fibrous thing smacks
up velvet ice age, commit starfruit
guilt on hyacinth, hubris
—deliver us from antiseptic chores, come five it should be done
and dusted save the mighty
fallen rune stones these
that sully my fresh chemise?

The permanence of it!
outrage conceals mendacious logics.
Watch dust settle fast like loopy gifs.
I picked up pretending
I was stoical like tapioca blinds
— how strange thoughts of red meat, fish and fratricide are when putting out the compost

Rinsing dishes salves scene four,
just bear in mind damp
tea towels conspire like mathematicians
in pleasingly random numbers, that’s when
the claxon insists
on sacrificial offerings
— three day old goat’s milk sorbet and bluebell sponge
Not really much to add

As to whats been said, said Dr Watt
sniffing digits for giveaways
·Best go play it doggo a few days old chap say forever bury deep·
More like advice to self methinks
sobbing prone alone
violate throbbing ringpiece
shorts round ankles
let it end

Windy Mullah Rides Out…

 

Multiple personality comeback tour recommences one week late after pancake jamboree goes crazy apeshit

Oily slaves drip blood east of Eden according to specious mouth organs of broken bodies politic

Majestic sunset over cowshed foments upheaval in Lower Cwm Tuc flock— Dai Wool puts best foot skyward

Life under ocean wave beats digging frozen beet hands down heads up mindful boogie woogie

Company B flugelhorn adept meets sticky end bugling up to neck in galoshes of crass mass molasses

In praise of limestone we gather together today in giant grikes made autonomous by peaky penswipes

 

Dippers

 

 

Dippers dip in close up
brisk wary purposeful splash
slowmo sub-aqua sunbirds
Succinctly snatch eggs under
primeval lamprey’s maul
catch sun star spangled eucalptus sways
violent white amid fresh tea plantations
Raj refuseniks broody dye off mingle
Angelus curfew lights up pipes
take syncopated swing time sips
gin slings stroll punk fanned pergola—
moving parts swarm shanty town below
top cat glances overlook disdainful
deep exhale at Main street devils
wretched beats in Green street hovels
half-baked puerile malcontents
Bar Blue Parrot noises swell