Grimbeau

Scroodles

Category: Postcard

Design for Loaf

This-Is-What-You-Shall-Do-poem

On days like these…

climb up trees

worship iguana

axolotls go a long way

sometimes wear pyjama

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Always remember…

The sound is always

preferable to the furies

Slumbers

ears

 

Take it easy my fine fellow.

Let the air breathe you.

Cliché-ville in two hours!

Originality

requires effort not force,

focus not hocus pocus.

Step outside your omphalos, Carlos.

See the world as same as us.

Anti Political Broadside

Farmer Jones

 

Manor farm narcolepsy

Soporific chattering classes

Plum voiced gobbledygook

Farmer Jones dismissed

Afternoon of sport

Formula one gymnastics

Garden of earthly delight

Bursts out in force

Cavalcadenza

retting the sun

Three raspberry tulips

Wag antic bulbous splendid

Ice wind defiance

Indoors trembling spectator

Whisper sweet chastisements

At lost sensibilities

Cropdusting

6d60vbH

One departed Eye

Farted violet nonsenses

Some left for the coast

Thurd

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Because the Night

belongs

to Hoover

because

the Night

belongs

to

Hooves

hawk wood perilo

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Eleven says elevenses

Sparrow hawks zap doves

Avocado scavenger

Swallows down anger

Punches duck egg wall

Black and blue tears well

In anthracite light

Rite

flishuff

 

a face full of kites & whites

all plot lost to angst

Sorted out my window sill

Nothings mission crept

anguish swept away substance

stupid hat cant rant

House of Teeth beneath

The North face of The Ogre!

Daily melanoma gobshites

West of Eden seething:

bleeding all the way to the tank…

 

 

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day dawns grey pink crazy haze

dream genie quits bird for bottle

torpid rush hour to Squit City.

slow sleepy jet trails backward.

Solitary blackbird yawns

when you have read this

check top of head for gaps

Yes?

You just did a pome

No?

Better luck next time

 

 

 

Elvis

 

 

legume

stinks putrefacted

wasted generations follow

anything but

worse

Blonde Table

eyelines

 

candle fires livid

evanescent gloaming hour

softening sore eyes

igniting granite spindles

fetch away blue blues

duping day to grey

opaque sketch on pastel

sea horse manes underwater