micropoems pinned
to treeblogs save our
planet from further
unnecessary clutter
green penknife trysts
etched on old tree blogs
eternally yours foresee
Tina’s coming very soon
so just dig it Dorothy
swallow the yellow brick road
ever remembering
neutron stars sleep all day
recharging batteries to
scintillate all night
‘good eggs only sitting room just one careless owner for that is all it takes dammit (handwrit small on uterine wall)
intriguing i thought
it matters not what it says
any more
hidden liminal signals
perfidious albumin such as I
call it sure:
whipped up some frothless coffee
no more seethes raves screams
or ruin six egg omelettes
exit means exit
eggs is eggs is egg is eggs….
after all is said & done (that is) dot the eyes and traverse the devoTees in a jiFFy
Want! What do I want?
Came as a shock clean out of
Pretty much nothing
Like an asteroid
Fairly blew me away though
In the blink of an eye
Shadow of what was
No not a shadow
There is no sunlight
Write about something
What…& there’s food
Food sighs lists mean choices
Think imagine remember
Something nice on offer
Stock answers ten years
As if I can remember
After that deluge
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.
He’s up, he’s up…
he’s down again
Like a yoyo,
a rat up a pump
Or a fiddler’s elbow
Not coming
Nor going
Just up to…
What?
observe this shadow,
up there before me,
chasing my shadow,
shadow chase me,
hide me a shadow,
inside a shadow,
shadow in me
History is a nightmare
forget to learn it
Put in your pocket
Retrieve in one hundred years
if you remember that is
Have a real good laugh & cry
Sense and fear of dying year;
dry naked weathered boughs,
shade damp amber fall.
A cruel clinical eastern wind
Eviscerates, then
sets fire to Summertown,
petrified eye witnesses
crawl back underground
and hide in readied
fumigated demi-rooms
10.39:
Will(ye) he or won’t he(yo)
(s)even minutes to fill (in)
Up:
10.51…
Figure(#13)
galleons up path
(garden)
next door garden
(path):
bubsy plump (courgette)
brunette (once a Princess)
(sails billow)
Slowmo
Sashay (imp)
eerious…
~
Eleven
occl’ock oot (ta space)
Big: Aud(rey)-dyna (murphy)
Pot(ato)
e
(talkheadphtea
rdropexplode-ing)
Spot(re)ification
Erik (a) Satie
Seek peace (here’ll do pro-tempo)
& (furthermOREover)
Q(uie)T
PhhhewW
sentence: ten years solitary :
sins against literature Cell No.Fifty-Eight: ‘Come hither your time is up!’
Kiss emits a missing hiss,
crumble of balsa
deckchair crackling on dry tea-leaves, the sickly click of elbow
on homespun sugar and the tut-tut-tut of tongue come unstuck on dry gob roof. Jackdaws! a spat on a chimbley stack silence.
deep breath. Ruby Murray urges go-go-go…woodpigeon bills arrive on time: wait for urgent reminders
picks up pin & writes:
Grimbeau 