The Enigma Mode:
Self pitied Plumbers
do not find
themselves
Down
when your trousers
fall
the chips
are…
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: writing
September 30, 2017
Next!
Midday…
Morseless rain all morning,
Steady persistent, ruthless, insistent,
Yet sometimes relenting
snide off-pisser.
So…
We Diggers curse this argent,
quick drip liquid,
call it a gluttonous mire hawker
(and sometimes worse)
Then…
Plangent noon sun stops play.
An early lunch and cribbage
Approaches from the West.
As Buddha flies over the cuckoo’s nest.
September 26, 2017
Caesar
I flEd,
I saW;
I blundered…
Kisss(?)
ssSh
(light bulb: thick cable)
gLipse(m)
zerO
lapSee
giFt
September 24, 2017
Sordid Moss Pots
Slipshod throwaway
Chewing gum sticks to soles
Performance inhibitor
Callous sabotage
Of what once was promising
Mobility cops the blame
Not incompetence
Completely lacking talent
Or application
Focussing on task before
Cart precedes the horse…
moan, loan,own epidemic
distracts captive audience
Compulsory fear & loathing
Turns the upside down
& the downside up
repugnant sticky fungus
September 18, 2017
World News Update
Culpability, imbalance, the dreaded lurgy stalks the porchway, the hamster hutch, the arboretum, and blunt spikes inbetween; night violates day with bags of murk and lovage
Indubitably, it calls itself Monday, brimful with sullen, clumsy passion worthy of a bread poultice infused with watery French mustard, limp alfalfa and toadstool
Tedium is just a damp blanket on a burnt out chip pan, a brisk riddling with formaldehyde never fails to yield staggering exultation at such junctures
Zoroaster caught herpes off a loathsome vet this day in nine sixty seven, the news when leaked by the skivvies, met with scant compassion
Axolotl harvest late due to line maintenance in the eucalyptus groves of transcendent Hobart-on-Sea
The best things in life are prohibitively expensive due to a series of botched algorithms, a perfect storm, and the bells of St Clement Danes
September 16, 2017
Beneficence
Slice up the orange
segments on…
aluminium sink top
undulant altarpiece
Orange offering
A savant of the rite
wipes rustic
ludic breadknife
serrates thick zest
splices pith, quartiles
flesh in succulent
ghoulish
garish
gauche
gum shields
skin & pith intact
snaffled up cutish
tense borne by bent paw
over caustic chasm
Sure chariot passes
Imperious, regal, sublime
Sedate above vile
sundry understuffs:
Abysmal unmentionables,
Microbial, teeming rakes
Gyrating about the obscene floor
one of my heads in
bindweed, strangulating
taut shoelace gristle,
fleet heat seeking
missile, destination
amygdala sun spot
September 15, 2017
purgatory close
In a
feigned
venerable brogue
a warbler from the threshold uttered:
‘Mornin has nine—Gingerman gone ’
‘No! not JP Dun Laorghaire?’
‘No! JP Donleavy’…
& so thus was made good a verbal contract
struck whilst missing a late night movie
made about the Kray Twins
to inform, educate & entertain
& fulfill the Charter of the Landed Pantisocracy—
Small sacrifice under such
circumstance methunks.
To leave one’s notes copious
abandoned to awake
irksome hostages
to outrageous misfortune
of Birthplace and/or origin squander waking hours
reinforcing time out shifts
lost down purgatory close
September 14, 2017
A Funny Turn
Magnesium sulphate, Dear
To rouse you from the torpor?
Salt of Epsom Downs
Mined by horny-handed sons
Of merchant bankers
& dowager duchesses
On sabbatical
From badger baiting
Grimbeau 