Grimbeau

Scroodles

Tag: Poem

Foster & Alien

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Frank in dense armour

Mirthful spunk minaret

Echoes on cheese breeze

Curlew imposed at dawn

Of solstice shortest day

 

Hilly fairy rule

Too shrewd by half

To fool the daftest brush with death

In the bleak mud winter

On Solstice shortest day

Spuke

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Quite a Wok.

Urizen-frozen Fell

the frozen, lurid

mud Grey mod.

What Budgerigar?

 Or plumed fallow

grazing dark dimensions

such as these:

saying thussly.

`your dreams shine without you or me

capably…’

taking of notice. I wrote these words when

I realised that, given scant regard,

we are

Diahann:

the weakened

flutterby.

Flesh Trade

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That’s that out of the way for another

year, thank god, anything good on? Repeats.

Surprise, surprise. It’s a wonderful life.

Gone with the wind. The great escape.

Born free two. Follow the yellow brick road

Out of Africa…

£80

The role of finance capital in the

Merchant of Venice

Stepping Out

Did not hear

the sea

see the sky.

Then I

 

Saw an exit

called ‘Pleasure Dome’

over soft

boiled eggs.

 

Walking is

Bipedal

 

 

Ought to more.

Cross the floor.

Out the door.

 

Primeval

 

 

Sleep Daphnia

Are you in a gourd place, a worth thee situation?

Culmination: Dulcimer Concerto with Verbs

If not, how not? Where are you? How are you? What is to be done?

Let me be & let me live!

            In bed, in pain, in doubt, idling,

worrying, resisting, defying, ignoring,

avoiding, suffering, tormenting, confusing…

            Sofa so good. Comfy sofa. Groovy duvet.

Womb somewhere. Luvverly.

Somewhere baby.

Rainbow.

Love glow: glove snow

Melt and moult.

Go Hen woman.

Cool and crispen oven…

Go, go, go-go

Pen woman…

Return to Zenda

 

 

Thwart

John Boohan of Kilbeggan

So far

And no further forward

Somedays

itisnotmeanttobe…

 

 

Did Fiona Fail?

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Quidnuncs flaidh cheoil:

how’s your ole terror feyther?

Still on the run in Spain?

And your mother, don’t you love her,

the twisted sister of Cain.

And you, you monster,

a towering babble of lardo

thinking we’re lesser devos,

are you well in this world,

did you churl of curling

or gainsay Brian Boru?

Persuasion

Post! I did one, mummy.

Then get cleaned up and

come down for your breakfast,

I’m in charge, you are being

told to obey, to be good

to not let the side down.

To do your very best

Give one hundred percent

Already you have found out that

blood is thicker than water,

but you don’t know what it means

Artillery

up

til

four…

Phone

Answer

Chatter

Au revoire.

The day begins with a list, a money saving list, a cautionary list, a list of foreseeable need, a list of great existential consequence.

 

Oh, hello

Europe

This early

Eye woe cup

Rite

Protocol

The day!

The do what day.

To eat, sleep, chance, seem.

To be or not to be?

that is quite

another

matter