Grimbeau

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Category: Postcards from Today

How tim(e): Flu

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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

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Small Brown Loaf

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Small minded? Mind made small, caged in, malnourished, smirched, lank
The loop games slept through last night until the nocturnal screamer started up

Broods and modest flocks peruse the evidence with fine-toothed combs, displaying unnatural penchant for forensic deduction

Pole cats who think big rarely make it
The tell tale signs of cupidity give rise to cause for concern

Flawed methodology must never be ruled out
Make sure when you smash it you give it one hundred and ten per cent

Leave all of it out there on the track
Always be mindful of sunken corduroy turnpikes

Spoilt for choice at the postern gate
Never yield to incessant misfortune

Nearly time to scratch your forearms blackberrying
When was that time the toad winked back?

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Necropolis

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Grmm-brmm-grhh-phut-phut
defective alternator
Frmm-frup-fripp-prit-purp
oh so smart technology
Quiz machines give up the ghost
Slope sullenly past joke shops
Magna carta hardly worth
This beermat it was written on
Cheap shot Modigliani
Horseface O’Hooligan
Simples McPherson, & good Queen Mob
Make up committees
Echoes drift down soggy corridors
Torched transit vans remove
Airport bereavement loungers
Fugees allover unknown world
Rumble through Hugh Grant’s bloomers…

LiTeraTi

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SerioUs wRiters

mOst(ly) dEad rich (or) hideous

giVe mE the WillieS

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Fred Carno’s Circus

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Show on road? No…

Isolated blizzard,

hail, frog rain, bubonic plague, GPI,

These and sundry vilenesses

prevent Lifter Finger & Hans Turn

Fulfilling promises of gardening.

A pluperfect spring morning

wasteland of historic neglect

disgrace my spiffing gaze.

The road to oblivion is paved

with claptrap and obliquy.

Nothing comes of nothing

never…

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unClear tHeRmO wAr(ph)f ayRrie:

crows - claudia mcgill

 

elecToral fAll ouT                                                                                                                     (eXtreme fey HoovaH-                                                                                                                         aTishoo! At issUe!!                                                                                                                                                  A Tissue!!!)
settEes gently All

aRound

(my HUt-n-TutT)
conStructive nOiseS                                                                                                                                                        (OMnes F-oFF!)
ecHoes in…

e.c. O’sHambles
scRumPLed Sand’s                                                                                                                                                         tOneD disneYlunTs
deR phoney war isT uBer
eLeveNth houR

(p)RepaRations
underwEggs fu:r

 

voleSoul sLaughter

Sleep Daphnia

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Are you in a gourd place, a worth thee situation?

Culmination: Dulcimer Concerto with Verbs

If not, how not? Where are you? How are you? What is to be done?

Let me be & let me live!

            In bed, in pain, in doubt, idling,

worrying, resisting, defying, ignoring,

avoiding, suffering, tormenting, confusing…

            Sofa so good. Comfy sofa. Groovy duvet.

Womb somewhere. Luvverly.

Somewhere baby.

Rainbow.

Love glow: glove snow

Melt and moult.

Go Hen woman.

Cool and crispen oven…

Go, go, go-go

Pen woman…

Return to Zenda

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a hundred years of attitude

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many any adverse airy
enough to question zeitgeists 
risk complicates rage
not worthy of the dribble
lavished on slum occupants

 

Daisy Lingers On…

 

Un

 

 

—a coalition of crackpots, by gum!
Well Would you Adam & Eve it?
Irony ladies morphing into ragdolls
before your bleary eyes
denies defies all common sense, she sighs.
It ought not be allowed, she bled.
Curtains shut below but not above,
marked down by the mental sentinel
‘Must have Gone to Hull in a Handcart
hijacked on the run in Kingdom come’
or caught red handed
counting fingers in the till
Golden City of tiny lies,
Pottersville emits more heat than light
ominous stench of ordure
So who was it scared the horses?
All enemies are liars
I am an enemy
Cogito ergo summer suit
Pass me a government
I think there’s one in my rainbow
Shunshine & showers wee small hours
Aha! Red biddy bam a lamb
It’s a blunderful midwife
This should never have happened
To us Old Etonians, they say
As June provides an end to May—

Old Script (tear stained letter)

 

legumeHistory 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