Tate Little
landscapes & portraits
awesome collections adorn
miniature still lives
Grimbeau
Scroodles
March 15, 2016
Done
…glowered; walked; ate; slept;
read; wrote; watched; listened;
recalled; forgot; spoke; sniffed; wiped;
worried; hurt; feared; lamented;
bemoaned; derided; conceived; dismissed; praised;
commented; breathed; blinked; obfuscated; requested;
thanked; laughed; smirked; joked; combed; wept;
opened; shut; noted; grimaced; puffed;
huffed; guffed; splashed; winced;
scoffed; looked; realised;
reasoned; questioned;
stretched…
busy day.
March 15, 2016
Aisling
Things chug-chug-chugging
along again once
train lines cleared
of oppressive leaves
other obstacles malinger:
sheer mediocrity
complacent shyness
myriad telegraph poles
March 14, 2016
Old John Boy
(c) Milton’s Cottage; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation
Blind Tiresias
Rhythmically swaying
Iambic rapper
Muttering incantations
–
Committing morning verse
To pellucid memory
Ear cocked for milkmaids
–
Waiting enthroned in turmoil
illuminated by defeat
cherished hard won republic
brief lost earthly paradise
postponed for another eternity
another enlightenment
another bright spark
March 14, 2016
Welcome to the Working Week
Watched
The Night Manager,
Bond movie
BBC budget,
chief female spook
played by Poet Laureate –
it’s a new dawn on a grey day.
Calmed down after yesterday’s
sugary fry-up hiatus.
Big bomb in Istanbul
Merkel on the slide.
Grinding poverty
in the national interest
the right thing to do
sarin on the streets
of Birmingham quells
public sentimentalists
welcome to the working week…
March 13, 2016
Go
Do you dare go out?
Snoopers everywhere
watching every step you take
*
digit counters fall like lies
invisible drones
gauge your
intentions:
good bad or indifferent
depending on their
point of view
*
nano state anthropocene
goes to work on itself
paranoia made
real big
brother
made redundant
spending early retirement
cormorant counting
after dark midnight
*
grand inquisitor
smart phones
just stole
the joy of Going
*
ignorance is folly
when it’s wise to wise up…
Said
The slimy
Saboteur
March 13, 2016
Boing!
Spring is springing
out
outside the mist has gone
out
little green shoes
out
March 13, 2016
Pressing Olives
Gethsemane, Gethsamane
One fore you and one for me
Somewhere near the River Lee
First thing in the morning
Scrunching tinnies in a bush
Fishers fishing without luck
Throw your face down in the muck
First thing in the morning
Gethsemane, Gethsemane
Is there honey still for tea
First thing in the morning
March 11, 2016
Hill of Beens
Pinnate shadows cast
fingers monochrome gloveless
casablanca mornings
under pergola
down the hangover market
unquenchable thirst fat man
intelligence like marble
solid cold & hard
March 10, 2016
Whisht
Murmurs and rustles
unheard imagined trifles
suspend misbelief
Grimbeau 