Sparrow
Sparrow flaps rapid
suspended animation
fleeting scant attention
sparrow yaps its cold outside
‘Let me in at your widow…’
Once your course linear
Now mere delusion
Duped by pale grey light
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Category: writing
April 23, 2016
Robert Greene
Yeller!
echo o’er
gracie’s fields:
‘Ged owadat!’
(elder der junger:
she blue
rasper)
Beryl –
uttas tuttatuts-
?
‘crazy mixed
u
P
Tree
DweLLerina’
April 21, 2016
Nip
whit
her
weWeat
her
?
chill,
wet first frost
rest thin little
finger on a pin,
four wet angels
shimmer
in
salt
spill
April 20, 2016
jute fruit (polka)
To dotage an
antidote:
threat & hope
weave and knit
a knot
night of dark
sun
measly done
think if you
fit in to fit
pre-shrunk
siege modality,
a beige mentality
the new banality –
Temporality
April 20, 2016
Otium
House
dust
never…weeps
(atishoo!)
gesundheitsplutter
dankercheif
Time
&
I
are
warm, fed, filthy.
Clean up afternoon
about to commence…
Flood!
Gas! Gas?
An bumbling of Ecstasy
Gerald the duds!
I.e. –
extraneous clobber, tea-cloths,
spoons, spinakers
& various other
absorbent materials
must be procured!
-Water’s pissing out
the cunning light bulb…
All may perish in electric shocks!
*
After something of a flurry
(containing an ill-timed phone call
about a flat tyre outside a Service Station)
I eat ready salted crisps and listen
light-hearted
to ‘A Night of Bear Mountain’
by
What’s ‘is face (must Google that);
then,
with the dripping ceased,
I read about mixed bathing in Minehead,
Giggled modestly & boiled
a kettle for more old, new spuds,
As I smoked
chainlessly thinking
poached salmon, solitude,
garden peas and Otium…
April 19, 2016
Scrumpled
Where’s the white ball gone?
Food and sleeep…plenty sheep,
mission creep, wake in heap,
hot as hades, full of faeces,
dogs got scabies, I got rabies,
woke up screaming,
toxic dreaming,
brutal creaming,
search for meaning,
diagnosis,
clear neurosis
April 19, 2016
muffintime
…white chocolate
milky kid
bar muffin,
four or five hours
sleep for the St.Just,
screech plaintive chorus
chattering primroses
glow in demi-light
spotted
putting out milk bottle,
fledgling spring balls dropped:
croaky
baritone swallows,
windhover sweeps up in my dreams.
On the cusp
of turn
go back to sickbay,
torn on corn
utopian horny dilemma,
have a wee one
sat and decided…
fresh duvet
snug
safety
black out grey
yuck canopy
aint no sunshine on front lawn
men in white
paint coats
egg sand
bacon
grubs up
and under
April 19, 2016
Close Up (starecase)
up…
U.P.
`uphill
“`struggle
Uphill
St
Ruggle
St.
Str
r
r
uuuggle’s
D
a
y
Grimbeau 