Bagpipes
Issacolcru
Typtotnshallytag
assugggerly
day de
Asstep witma mit
ma cromark
vrom dem
I’lls
Grimbeau
Scroodles
April 25, 2016
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
April 25, 2016
blue rumours
~ spook sure discombobulate, sheet white Joe Tin lopes egg shell wary these days, once this rookie journeyman peels opens shed door flaps, flour waves sprinkle fond farewellies to all that’s powder
~ crystal ghost ships croak wretched raspers, gurgling clover bloated wind smote sheep disgrace abrasive grassland, all accomplished under wheezing smiles oxygen assisted daybreak yields pink linctus…
~measure by measure spondules droop, eyelids refuse to blink, can openers duck issues, a smoking bun is found malingering by the oildrums, Cheeseman overegged the custard slices just for old times sake
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 22, 2016
Johannes Factotum
micropoems pinned
to treeblogs save our
planet from further
unnecessary clutter
green penknife trysts
etched on old tree blogs
eternally yours foresee
Tina’s coming very soon
so just dig it Dorothy
swallow the yellow brick road
ever remembering
neutron stars sleep all day
recharging batteries to
scintillate all night
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…
Grimbeau 