Penumbra Forest Tours
In wine we confuse
Confusing wine
Drinking health
Unhealthy drink
A knot wept: saw
Ariadne’s spool
Has me undone
Like snowflakes
in moonjuice
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Health
March 27, 2015
Thumb Prick
light shows up
(quarter to five, half-moon)
Last week it blocked the sun.
Look at it now – pathetique
so they say: they say a lot.
Hector, lecture, subliminate
like snicks, little nicks, chance contacts
Ooshhzzschsss,uhurghiss:
grass blade cuts
wince you sizzle
Pursed lemon juiceface
Sharp Vinegar does it too.
Oh! Don’t…cruel to be
Sometimes just pain spit then you get it.
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Especially hardbacks
Sharper guillotines
They say a lot. They say a lot.
Cutting things. who’s next?
that’s the rub, there you are,
Likens to one big tombola
Well random spinning
tube trap door
pink scrumbled chitties churned
Just reach in
bobs your uncle bob.
Hands knees &
Booms a daisy.
Silly really.
Hissziss…
March 25, 2015
The Procession
The pain it appears has passed,
a twisted and not strangulated
abdominal fibre of being,
fleeting, frit, clinging,
nagging little sod.
All dead in crash.
I as usual am none the wiser,
interested yet not especially engaged
to task myself too hard (life’s burdensome
enough, my excuse, get out clause – life’s too short).
Who knows what the light will bring?
He’s passed again, a quick in and out,
minding his own business,
being as little trouble as.
My head! Doing a tango, having a wobble
at the drop of a hat, hearing pins drop.
You know, you know.
Night creatures: silver fish, monopods,
opaque gadabouts – a proper rumpus.
Alexander’s Ragtime Band
cut throats and ruffians,
red and rubber necks, craning,
inching forward,
onward to the din
Slasher and trombone
February 25, 2015
This is not fair
On my way here,
Demi-lucid
Supine in
a white
wheelie
bin,
guess what?
What?
got some treasure
fallen it was
like a woman
loose, heavy,
easy display:
golden showers!
Reef
obtuse lanquid splashes
lit dense wet grass,
teasing out
emerald,
silver crystal
ephemeral sprites:
like
trinkets, but too
quick, robust,
capricious to pocket,
to show off
after
to softer, bolder presences…
Noon’s Guys gathered round,
casting shorter shadows,
Origin – a higher calling:
sotto voce potentates,
you know the sort,
plotting spring offensives
left me none the wiser
in fact
Sort of stiff,
jabs in brachia,
pains more swamped than killed.
Still a worry thought
cause for concern
thence diversion.
Two, no three, doughnuts.
Whoosh! Guess what?
It had gone.
February 24, 2015
Killer Gerbil Rap
Official Announcement
Rattus rattus innocent
Black death rap lifted
Gerbils indicted post mortem
Vermin in Ermin to rule
February 17, 2015
Spoonless in Sparta
Where was the spoon?
The Spoon – the fucking spoon!
Water was running,
Loud and constant
running water
You left the fucking tap on!
He could just make out the familiar, nasal tone.
My eyelash is awash with milk suds
Not quite a froth
Clambering from the cereal bowl
Was arduous hard
Like pond weed
And gypsy tart
January 30, 2015
Olympian
Walked up & down stairs
twelve steps up twenty four back
Danger! Loose Slippers
January 28, 2015
Drawbacks of Cartesian Dualism #1: The Hatstand Syndrome
Each night after
Unscrewing your head
And resting it down
on your surrealistic Pillow
Make a vow
To replace it
On your neck
Before you
Get up
January 22, 2015
Cookie Monster
Wolf Hall calls me:
‘Hi, howl are you?’
‘Ravenous –
You?’
January 21, 2015
Change is Hard
Orpheus hummed lullabies
to his underpants.
High time
for a change,
he surmised.
so
He got up
and walked out
through the wall.
Arcadia was a drag;
The Underworld sucked;
Olympus was passe
Pizzarea
That was it:
Four Seasons
all day special
weatherwise
Grimbeau 