Clear blue skies fuse hues
Crimson fuchsia radiates
lime yellow forsythia
scintillates sun gilded shrubs
wet mercurial paths comfort
shrinking troubled puddles
summer’s best laid plans
love apples cast asunder
fast forgiven learned blunder
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
Blood sun sets radish
Lurid twilight underworld
Soft Saharan soot
Seville’s soft underbelly
exposes violent fruit
Plaintive chants roam earth
Echoing cruel reveries
Beet free poetry
Like likes of likes on Faceblood
Majority rules
Need a feed, a shave, a shower.
Aint got the verve, the desire.
Those who need terminal
or other flower cry posies
by and by, by the hour,
autumn flower, wet and drooped with
Rain, a face gone and still present.
~
In autumn rain, drunk on memory,
in belated golden light,
when sunshine livens shadow,
or that feeling, when your guts
give in to gentle sulphur gloam
~
So all will weep and sleep
Bless yourself your soul replete
I’ve got chrysam
I got themA–
Who could ask
Anythin’ more
Everybody loves me
Baby, what’s the matter with
Yahoo!
Me no roast new pots
Numerous faith articles
Cultural wotsits
Handed down from mum to son
Prejudices common sense
What’s right and wot aint
movements
of humanity
affect me
bacterially
what is this life if full
of care we have
no time to stare
and stare?
Grimbeau 