Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: Journal

By the Swanee…

 

 

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The Myth of Chatwork

Avocado

 

a proverb

shared

is a

proverb

halved

 

Naff Reunion

blameland

 

All near misses

Bashful kisses

Meet the missus

 

How’s your father?

Have a lager

Enchilada

 

Mexicana?

Tijuana

Marijuana?

 

How’s your karma

Panorama

Rusticana

 

Croft on Orkney

Me and Daphne

Up a gum tree

 

Sad conclusion

Dead illusion

Dissolution

 

Poll of Polls

Midnight Lamp

 

When people get asked

how they want

to be governed

they say nothing

or better:

true

democracy

Yellow Travellers

gestalten

 

soft cops & hard cops

find it best to turn blind eyes

to ‘difficult girls’

curiously uncurious

hobnob case conferences

 

Big Bad Wolves

Eve

 

Climate of fear

reign of terror

who can you trust?

No one

Never

Faulk

faulk

 

all that water

under the bridge

avoiding

the swim

you cannot

bathe in

the same river

once

 

The Daily Terror

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Headlines:

Mock hubristic parvenu

eats humble pie elevenses.

Cat shows fur ball disapproval at atrophy.

Elephant chews atmospheric spinach.

Tear stains Willow.

Wheatfield Craze rocks Kuala Lumpur.

Weather: uninterrupted coverage.

Cricket: England draw Water.

Late curfew in Sun City

Feed the Head

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In the sugar hole

prized out last remaining twix

hopeful of some oomph

 

The Obtuse Circumstance

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Pickled punchy

Monday morning sot

K2 ascension

trudge and huff.

 

Wind blusters, gusting away

remnants of claggy, stubborn night.

Wolf pack rampant roadmap

eyeballs throb in misty mirrror.

 

Brain damage limitation.

Fromage  marshmallow ganglia.

Camembert opaque frosted

Yellow day.

 

Insurgent tree surgeons

gather storm broken

eucalyptus limbs.

Big cavernous rumbles.

 

Apple tree crumbles.

Head waiter fumbles,

stumbles, tumbles.

The tray vibrates

 

gawky albatross libations

part company with host,

comic crash slapstick pratfall

radical payload scatters

 

huddled throng,

babbling surprise looks on aghast,

desultory fat barman

fetches bucket and mop,

 

mumbling vacuous

‘Sorriesirs, Moddoms…’

glaring doom on prone

crone squirming,

 

yelping victim

plaintive noises,

just made jobless

in gin and debris.