Auto de Fe
A Vesta,
Red Swan Lucifer:
Sudden
Phiszfff!
Just like that..
Immolation.
Funferal fire.
Charcoal, butts,
And ashes
In a
Glass dish
Cum ashtray
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February 3, 2014
Play
Slow going, going slow, sigh blue, going round
Blow a bubble, paraffin and monocle, pursed lipstick lip
Bigger, jelly heavy bubble, floppy.
Heavy air: barometer finger low, rain and fruit
Plop!
On the rug, spectral petrol wobbles, see through puff-ball
Houses cypress frond
Watch, watch and…
Pop!
Blow another?
Laters
November 21, 2013
No Strange Fruit
Sat, consternate, on the rotting silver birch
stump bemoaning the lack of an exotic
mushroom yield
(it being over three years since it was inspored)
a rolling stramache, a riotous flurry
of poppies blew wanton from the coppice.
Red ones, white ones, black ones – this cloud consumed
my solemn rage. Then they came, arguing
in tongues. Poppy makers from far and wide.
The marketeers are always exercised
thus early November. Not these poxy mushrooms though:
bloody rip off if you ask me reader
October 6, 2013
Snack Attack
There was a bulimic called Shirley,
Who lived in a folly in Purley,
Crept down late one night
Without a hall light
And got mugged by
a large Curly Wurly
September 17, 2013
Schools Out for Supper
Brenda, Hilda, Daily Dampener, Cleo’s Panda:
All Jolly natter past my open window.
A routine mantra measuring out huge
Dollops of pre-school childcare: tendergarten
Sucklings and seasoned toddlers bloodied, bibbed
and tucked, for the battle, the preparation
for bigger battles with the big bad world
September 9, 2013
Soft
Inside night rain,
walking titanium lino,
I wahwah wahwah wander,
smoking and sipping,
sloping and drooping.
Outside sodden fuchsias
Burst, brambles stalk
crazed hedgerows,
licked rosebushes wince,
nettles nestle
snuggling dockleaves.
Now Rain wanes,
a crooked hand appears
between salmon drapes,
eases the latch,
sending swoon done air
to soft green
dark dawn.
August 25, 2013
Signs of Life
Twenty two (and more) pigeon posts phase your
eyes.
Cold tea and chocolate Hobnobs of the night
Adorn the paper strewn workstation
Grab an eyesore shower and recommence
The stringent pursuit of sublimation:
Prospecting for diamonds in the Shite.
August 13, 2013
Garden Table
Too bad heavy day, frown and sigh, we watch
Thick marmaladen flies circle
Pure white perfect dove’s egg nesting in sea
green potted purple heather lavender
surrounded by grubby pink, limp bloomers,
purple legs and arms like Matisse dancers.
A hoverfly, pauses for a butcher’s,
but soon Dakotas off to pastures other –
The wasp on the chocolate brown bacolite
radio had advised so over breakfast.
August 2, 2013
Bloater
Smoke pause and coffee slug
Curtain sloped out window
Sucked out, outsuck drag.
Shit! Banged red exposed elbow.
Smokestained drapes: salmon peach,
Tucked comfortably in twixt
bizzy-lizzy and big green shiny pot
imagine it plonked on silver beach
the shadows lengthen, sunbathers are vexed
some move, some curl up cold, and some do not.
Little happens slow
Somebody knows.
July 26, 2013
Faffing
Showered thoroughly, racket of motors and gardeners ergo
no P&Q – which should be minded at all times. Pills taken
after scotch egg and salad. Sit outside in the din? Coffee & Fag first,
Friday afternoon slope off early. Bone piece on Hacek okay,
Strike Magazine – check it out, maybe subscribe. Need something
softer under my bare arse. Where was I? Coffee and fag.
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