Axis: Clear as Mud
A polar indifference
To current affairs pervades
This sunny afternoon
Opposites repel invaders
Gadflies waddle through cold custard
Jam dollops smear gleeful
scarlet faced bruised egos
enlighten dictatorships
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: Wireless
August 23, 2016
November 13, 2015
Casting Couch
would Theda Bara
grace fake tiara
inviolate star
of Cleopatra?
September 25, 2015
Algorithms
when he said to you
whomsoever you may be
feeling nothing much
staring into spaces
resembling going spare rooms
set aside for punishment &
broken suitcases
August 28, 2015
Little Me
Poem posted, home alone, drinks at three
with Little Me
and my charming, closest, confidantes
Myself and I
December 8, 2014
Did Fiona Fail?
Quidnuncs flaidh cheoil:
how’s your ole terror feyther?
Still on the run in Spain?
And your mother, don’t you love her,
the twisted sister of Cain.
And you, you monster,
a towering babble of lardo
thinking we’re lesser devos,
are you well in this world,
did you churl of curling
or gainsay Brian Boru?
September 27, 2012
Dreamboat
Exhausted by the dumping I stole away
aboard the Lardy Cake for far distant
shores of Nark, where bumble bees put their feet
up after a hard day’s humming &
talking twaddle is a hanging offence…
