The Die is Cast Off
…aside from scrub
scatted Street Legal,
flew solo around
the warm grey upstairs
spreading love
and affection with
my every breath.
I had a pony:
its name was Lucifer…
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Equinox
October 17, 2016
The Fluster
sunflower rainbow
deluge – scarce ten minutes one
autumn after cheese
© October 2016
March 20, 2016
Curious Doormouse
Seedtime
equine ox
astronomical lingo
wrong sort of sleep
one of them funny old days
doing all the right things wrong
wrong sort of light to boot
mutters of great importance
scent whiff of torched digestives…
yawning bore arduous grey trudge
through south faced field first thing foraging
for breakfast, pretty slim pickings- tea tree dewdrops
bathe hands & start again humming nice day for a white webbing
October 15, 2015
Horse Roast
Shaky week bright chill bleak.
Stark relief conceals a brutal truth.
Situation abnormal
A world turned downside up.
~
Soon the birds must migrate
for warmer winter climes
so wrap up warm & watch your back.
The forces of darkness may soon attack.
~
Nuts gathered in May
Soon will have their day.
Timid earth coyly wobbles.
Gives up alms seas of troubles.
~
And by reposing, rends them null.
Mulligrubs with mean demeanours wrack the wind.
Gripes stab shrieks and guillemots.
Shags lie wrecked and heaped in frozen sea suds.
~
Grimbeau 