I Witness
Green balloon plummets
Petrified screeches
Thud, thud, thud, whoosh, bang
We ran toward it
The scene unfolded
Before we knew it
The horse had bolted
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Postcard
November 26, 2015
Sweet Shop
Twinkle, tinkle
Brittle Jar
Far too full
That’s what you are
Sat up haughty
On the shelf
Playing with
My mental health
November 26, 2015
Bloody Repeats
He threw the telly out the window.
No glass broke.
It was a silent defenestration
The volume was muted.
The dog ran out for a keek,
to see if there was anything
behind the adverts
and returned unsated
with some gaudy wires
tangled up in his copious locks.
November 26, 2015
Honeytrap
She walks in duty
Carmelite
Breaking wind
When no one else can hear
Just like the queen does
November 6, 2015
Pal Barney
It’s quarter past three,
just Barney & Me,
the days closed right in,
with the rain and the wind
mistletoe grows
roots in my toes
flowers in air
I’m drinking my friend
To the end
Of a heliotrope
So no sun for my baby
And no sun for the road…
October 23, 2015
Lily the Punk
Observations of a soggy flower
do not set the world ablaze.
There’s enough grief to
go round these days
I suppose
common old perennials
grow back when people don’t.
So sorry Lily,
you’ve had your fifteen minutes
October 6, 2015
Walking Walls
Two days down this slowmo week:
legging it.
Deep down under Crimson Hill:
legging it.
see no light feel plenty heat:
legging it.
Hobnail rattle on indented brick:
Legging it.
Walking the plank with Skipper Jack Smack:
legging it.
breaking my neck wreck my back:
legging it.
Walk the horse over the hill:
legging it.
Grunt, push, grip, step, take a breath:
legging it.
Splosh, plash, creak, and crunch:
legging it.
Echoing echoes doing my head:
legging it.
Better off living better off dead:
legging it.
No light at the end:
legging it.
Show me who switched if off:
legging it.
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October 1, 2015
Mooning Loons
chaos codded nix
sprang eternal traducer
confidence trickster
liars lying to themselves
Schadenfreude indolence
obese bodies
pass opinion
sunshine cucumber
homes homeless wombs
microbial scalpels
render bacteria futile
electric hybrids
beat evil diesel
fondle your dongle
consider yourself a home
fuming motorists
endanger kinder
pinch punch says first of the month
September 15, 2015
Wakaday!
Dog keen to bursting
Movement yields results
Night gives way to day
Outside it is unraining non stop.
Grabbed about five for Lethe.
Dreams go west with light.
Stop reading everything straight
away with a view to a kill;
always at fives & sevens.
There are other numbers.
September 6, 2015
Slow Instances
Swoop Stop:
Disregard
Cast off heavy earth
for gossamer sky
Make restful nebulous
Cloudy Cuckooland
happy home,
hermetic hideaway,
asylum shelter
~
Often storm dark rage,
sometime becalmed frothy fluff,
or invisible potentate,
Plenipotentate
passing by, beyond
fleeting memories
hard and softhead rains
spill over drenching
prophylactic
Umbrella world
