Roadrunner
Radio Gone,
auto cut-off.
In the Smoke:
Big Matisse
Jazz Gig.
Scissor Sisters
to preside?
Sounds on the Staircase.
Voices without faces.
Cup in the Galley.
Prospect of Coffee
and Perfidy.
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Arts
April 15, 2014
Compost Heapos
Great Allotments of Albion yield up
sweet pea & radish.
The bearded mates look maddish
and lose well
the first challenge, woody, blemished
offerings get scant consideration from the judge,
old before his time, made over for the telly.
A sex god with a perverse
glint in his eyes
when he says ‘the last thing we want to see
is a drooping sweet pea.’
He knows, you know
April 15, 2014
Huguenot Vows
Bake
spuds, move rainbow, smote bowels, cower
shower.
Get out of this space: mace.
Downside up
outside handcuffs.
Get out of this space:
face.
Run and run, hurt and hide, get out of this
space:
race.
Tulane, hold back! Bivouac, lamb Ada.
Get out of this space: chase.
Chantilly, paper, shoe. Confiscate your…
Get out of this space:
April 14, 2014
Trout Rainbow
Midday blooms
in passing cloud,
Brrghhh.
Turn up heat.
It is
Garlic bread still
under grill.
Cheerful tunes
trill ditties,
twee baroque
flute and warble
while We
observe the fig tree
perspicaciously.
April 12, 2014
The Dream Workshop
Take the air, the quack
said and so we
caught the only sun,
the rest have weekends off,
shining on the righteous
who know who they are,
or have been, or keep trying.
The unlucky ones,
the unrighteous rump,
get no sun,
they know who they are too,
and can’t or don’t want to
do anything about it.
At night they become the majority,
there are just a few
righteous burning most nights,
but they cast no shadow then,
they are the ones
dreaming the same dream
on that special night.
A night that everyone has sometime,
whether they deserve it or not.
A dream like this.
April 10, 2014
Libretto
Cloud cover.
giggle of spoon
on plate.
Dishing up dinner.
Smells sound
April 9, 2014
Shoelace
Remember me?
Remember –
You forgot me not.
Me?
You?
Well…
To be honest
Undone
Bedraggled
Doggo.
Look after yourself.
Cheers.
A. Frayd-Nott.
April 5, 2014
Station to Station
Quick refresh
Loose ends
tufts
spare parts
nether and feather,
pour on tapestry,
threadwork,
needling, coaxing
cloth from strands.
Bonding as we go,
as he goes.
We just wait
Embroider
Ourselves,
Time woven in time…
April 5, 2014
Go and Wash!
Do you bathe or shower
in words?
In this fast world you shower,
don’t you?
A swift run through,
break a world record,
cusses,
blew it
dropped
All-in-One.
Precious moments
lost to the clock.
The unborn wait forever.
April 3, 2014
From Hull
Half-tidy:
the house shrinks.
Apricot evening,
millpond
offing:
footpath.
Calm does calm.
dinghy sandwiches
In the bar
The land
lying lower.
Grimbeau 