Tea Time
Dark chocolate
digestives?
Three, please
A cup of tea
refreshes
Yes does yes
Easily could
get into this.
Tea at three
dark chocolate
digestives,
You and me.
And a
cup of tea
No water
Works
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Blogging
September 2, 2014
Hear. Me. Out.
Here’s how in
the hear
& now
brown cow
& gate
left open field
as far as
The
Ice Can
Sea.
August 31, 2014
Big Foot in Mouth
Act your age
Not your
Shoe size
What! I said
Two thousand
Five hundred
Millimetres
August 30, 2014
Absolution
Shitting
your boxers
first thing
throws One
right off
One’s stride
I see you
angry and puny:
Cursefully,
tearfully,
damning your lot,
as you scoop it
sensibly
like a grown-up
from the kitchen sink
and fetch it with aplomb
to the awkward
jakes
for final
Absolution
August 11, 2014
Snug?
Ate and was
on my own
faraway
lackaday
blownaway
Comfy Love?
Big thing asks
me questions – why?
Windshine
Shush-hours
Perfection!
Quote…Unquote follows
So do I?
Yes, I am cold.
How did you guess?
So, to bed after
food and fumigation.
The heavens
piss stones.
An internet crashes.
I get up
A head of steam
radio
July 27, 2014
The Myth of Self-Combustion Exploded
Scraped enough
together
for a pipe.
Skin wild.
Must shower & cream.
Day goes grey
Skin mild.
Did shower & cream.
Day goes by.
Forgot that my mornings
are now free of idiots,
especially Sunday idiots
like me
Test Match: Sunday Start Shock!
- Sin against nature, I say…What, what?
Wrinkled Member explodes
in Long Room
Dull thud in Norwood
Nearly wakes the dead
& the living dead.
July 27, 2014
Summer Brieze
Sid crows, demi-dawn, cool night breeze folds,
falls from fan.
Remnants remain: crusted, polythene grass;
stale tobacco;
grand damned poems;
the truce is over, the murder is resumed.
Back to where it all began, square one squared,
one more dance, duplicated dalliance.
So the day is done. The same old same old
Step out hand in hand in
Vellum gloves
July 19, 2014
Cake House Rules
Find a strange land,
concrete, not a fancy,
Not a nation,
Nor a state or both,
where confusion breeds
dissemblance and misery.
A realm glimpsed,
enjoyed only without torment,
or opposing the beast.
Secure and safe, warm and dry,
without fear or favour.
Impossible! That can never be.
Whorled walnut tree
Makes the sticks
The brickburner supplies the bricks.
July 19, 2014
Bing for you Buk
Big black beauty log, kind capsule,
lazy loving lozenge (cut in two),
small brown curly-headed baby,
fallow swallows and amazons.
once I found my love in a field of sunflowers.
Truly.
Silit Bang,
Easy-Off Bam,
Easy-off bang,
More Bing for you Bukkake.
General Flood:
You view sky releases
frog, pike, monkfish.
Recorded for Posterity
Short-term memory
surplus to need
July 3, 2014
A Bird: tender & anxious
Soft…
What light
Through yonder
Window breaks?
Ssssh!
Merely
A wayward
Cormorant
Called Deirdre
Or so I heard
Grimbeau 