Woodland
If you go down
to the woods today
you’re bound to
bump into
some trees
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Arts
January 16, 2015
Orininoko Home
Out of the long grass came the snake:
An
Anaconda.
Microchipped
By Bear Grills.
That’s why here –
Orinoko Crescent, Swindon…
GPS!
Last week:
The Piranhas
…
Somedays it rains wonder.
Not this one…
Gaslessness: a bad start.
Sleeplessness: played its part.
Fecklessness: sad old fart.
Is there money still for tea?
January 16, 2015
Jumpers!
Growing colder fast,
sat wrapped up under
duvet,
sporting historic giant purple Woolly.
‘Long Arm’s, hasn’t he?’ said the mother knowingly.
‘Yes, very’ replied the daughter: curtly.
Cutely.
The arms on the blue one are very odd
The measurements were given over the
Telephone:
In real time.
January 15, 2015
Stucco
So right on
Bump and grind.
Sweat & simper.
Pass the crimper,
Adrienne, got a right one ear.
Scissor schwesters steeling snippers.
Castration: a Tomean’s rite to shoes.
Sweetbreads and old heads tail the culprit,
The lactiferous Mrs Vase. Yes, shedunnit.
With the wimple in the temple,
aided and abetted by Drudge, the Sphincter.
A distincter demon was there not.
This side of Hieronymus Dosh
January 15, 2015
Coldfinger
Brinicle Times,
cynical, clinical
inimical times.
Winter fingers the bed
killing mites
most nights.
What am I for?
To breed
some more…
January 14, 2015
Feather Bucket
He’s still there waving & grinning
and wish as hard as I can it remains
Shorty – the ghoulish clown:
giant daisy in a crimson bowler,
mouth like a lewd, purple inner tube.
Striped, hoola-hoop held pantaloons
hanging off Moorish orange braces
glowing lime green socks
in burnt brown boots.
January 13, 2015
Zing!
Sing
Feel perky,
bright, clear day:
stronger, lithesome, fecund.
the fates allow episodes of respite
from drizzle and dross. Use them well, or not.
January 13, 2015
Breakfast with Balzac
At Ate Ten time for
Clogs and warm oats;
Thoughts of
wizened scrotes:
antidotes.
Duds Army withdraws
Rubbery from the Shrubbery:
Go prune a tune at twilight.
Spoon to Dessert Island dusks.
Contemplate Three banished tusks.
At ate fifty time for
Dogs and warm coats
Dreams of
Prison notes:
Ice cream floats
January 9, 2015
Cuban Heels
The mist lifts, revealing droopy,
vernal, Amazonian gloop.
Parallax, do my eyes sin?
In the clearing, by the wheelie- bin
The sure sign of alien matter
on the ground,
Gin Pink, silver-bowed, twenty some.
Beside these espadrilles, wellies, moccasins,
Clogs, Hush Puppies, Wellingtons…
Meaningful action of a sort,
concrete intent shown
But no feet in sight to date,
A gradual escalation,
Built on compromise,
a virtuous circle of footwear
Like a fairy ring,
a presence in the region.
Something’s afoot
Nearing completion
After the socks,
come the feet and arms.
Grimbeau 