Vibe changes sundown
Clustered scapples save the day
White wine weds olives
Anglepoised action stations
Awaiting further information
To impart to my reader
Zelda ‘Toots’ Zuchenslooper
A dogged fighter
Carniverous wolverine
Hypercyclically disposed
Tea and oranges
Grey paint is my usual,
matted not glossed,
ruffled and talced
certainly not groomed
by Governess Pecheur.
Her mild odour
Cologne and cat nip
perverts my lust for
kedgeree and fauve cheeses
capitalism
twenty four seven racket
rancorous fledglings
a proverb
shared
is a
proverb
halved
all that water
under the bridge
avoiding
the swim
you cannot
bathe in
the same river
once
In the sugar hole
prized out last remaining twix
hopeful of some oomph
So we cut the abstract,
not like light or mayhem
See that, I missed it too
Perhaps it…no
Don’t fall for that
Luxury
Turn off the light.
Shan’t see now
Angels
This is you and me
Once immediate
Like a memory
Of
Important lightning
On a happy note
Crazy Theolonius
Blue September Hills
chilling on a Friday night,
leaning,
preening
running down an empty street,
blindfold,
screaming
waiting by a waterfall,
fearless,
dreaming
standing in the summer sun,
precious,
beaming
Dumped sizzling pariah
Madcap laughing Tourette’s
Send chocolate bribes
Grimbeau 