edge of the bed
sitting on the edge
of the bed radio on
feeling half dead
sitting on the edge
of bed wasting time
dawn can’t be arsed to turn up
today could have let me know
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Dark morning
October 25, 2016
September 1, 2015
Rites of Autumn
Day began in dark
at five with roll-ups
and reheated coffee
radio news of butcher birds,
seasonal badger culls,
the lighting of a candle
forgotten prayers
sea weather prophecies
~
The light of day found
me playing pinball
biding time for the right
moment to unload
before hard labour
breaking feet in smokey rooms
lurching haplessly
between ashtray and crucible
October 7, 2014
Headcase Dreams
On old black chair
In candle glow,
Undershadowed
by the roundtable’s
Archway segment shade.
Young black dog, curled up,
picture book,
on old black chair.
A bit of eye open, yellow flicker,
slowly blinking, basking. Closed.
Lids move, quick, hunting, chasing,
Running, running, running.
Stop
Am I there?
Am I in it?
He wasn’t
In mine
Grimbeau 