Opening Contraband to Steam Radio
scatty playful stuff
re-upholstered Chesterfield
smell of damp camphor
we gathered round to listen
to desert island dusk’s waves
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: History
January 28, 2015
Paulus the Gonk
Gonks: remember them?
stuffed baize effigies, hand size
Felted arms, legs, hands
Little humpty-dumpties
Head on the body
Jumper pulled over head
Secret policemen
Cook’s Wisty Armageddon
Cheap mister-mannish
dolls born in an oil crisis;
industrial strife
times when lights went off at ten
Mine was called Paulus,
A little gnome who welcomed
You to his home in
Densest Pogle’s Wood
It disintegrated
After various drubbings
in the old twin tub
with a sadistic streak
Gonks became old hat
Space Hoppers were the next fad
Never had one, still drives me mad.
January 27, 2015
The Currency of Fibbing
Obscure
slipped by
Oblivion
Sly old fox
Getting away
With it again.
All those lies
We get away
With.
where do they
end up?
Green lies will
Bio-degrade, I suppose.
White ones are
Good lies so
That’s okay.
Others just litter
And soil the place
Some really hurt,
Like bee stings
And bashings
And Truths
January 26, 2015
Tulling
Sufficient
unto the
day
the seed
drills
thereof
January 25, 2015
Woodstock
Winston Churchill resonates at times.
These are some
hummings
Of my head…
Beaches, dog insurance, dead
Iron curtain, cigars, up yours,
Yankee cigarettes, Ray with an E, Smith,
bon viveur, bon mots, monarchista, landscape artist,
Black dog, Gallipoli, Narzees, Tonypandy,
Nobel prize for War, bricklaying, never surrender,
Field of human suffrage, chicken, neck,
Clemmie, Dundee Cake, warmonger,
Imperialist, always a bit pissed,
Figure of hate, derision, exasperation,
Fun, bore,enough.
January 7, 2015
Message to Roxanna
Up
for apparent reason
undisclosed.
Harangued
power firm larcenists
with deft wit.
Bathed in bags of lavender oats.
Too much, too much
insouciance.
Satraps gather
at the Gate of Gosh
grovelling for a living
November 17, 2014
Tour de Trance
No milk
to cry over:
traffic and bollard,
pothole and hedgehog,
flood and folly. All delay delivery.
Try your best without.
Think Wartime,
make and mend,
a stitch in time,
careless talk
costs lives
November 2, 2014
Whythee
Waterloo!
In for the afternoon,
like the weather,
shower.
The soul weather
you have,
Punk.
Tinkle,
tinkle
fickle car.
Sometimes
wonder
where you are.
October 26, 2014
Sick Vic
There once was a Dylan called Vicar
In want of some dollar and liquor
So he flew off one day
Got carried away
And promptly got sicker & sicker
October 24, 2014
Quiver
‘Sewer grapes, capers, tourque armada…’
Will the din ever cease, what for a moments peace!
Giblets & Ghibellines, a splurge of ante-pastor.
Parricidal, opus deified, maple turnovers,
old sage oakum, and mudlark, turdal
tidal thames, sloops in misty river,
Quiver.
An assignation in Flandirge Veal.
Conspiracy with merge derby, whispers and flies.
Glue the tumbril to the blade.
A deal is made, we swell at dawn to Deptford Dock.
Grimbeau 