All Hail Hale (be-bop-a-lula)
Where are we going
Mister Chipmunk?
To touch a sky
We never dreampt…
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Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Postcard from Today
March 31, 2015
Concerto on Haydn
Pretty bitty thoughts
Fragments glimpses flicks
Aboriginal origin
Spitting feathers…
Water, water, water sip
Quench drench slake
Insistent chump
slurp cold coffee
milky way paddle
Still life outlined
Rotten russet pippin cox
Storm laden
Cold blowy vestibule
Unclear falling out take
Blue bed and breakfast table
My pomes of desperate mornings
Do nothing, don’t enhance
They are, boy nature in a crippled dance
The circus is no place for fools
March 29, 2015
New Morning
eight o’clock new money
please release me let me go
morning doggo do
March 28, 2015
Shakespeare & Co.
I say I fancy
seeing a play close up
no proscenium mummery
raw like panto
shakespeare’s good
actors love doing it
playing those parts that only
some reach and that
don’t mean Lear, Othello and stuff
just good antonios and nightwatchers
she went to the crapper
never came back
was it something I said?
March 28, 2015
Urgo
robust democracies
compost plutocracies
or they ain’t worth it
March 28, 2015
Steady Tyger
Catch
the gad
fly
the sad
fly
Flittering
Fluttering
In
your
Palm
A
still born
lamb
Unbasted
Wasted
On the
likes
I call it Blake
She dedicates this
Song
to
Thee
March 28, 2015
demospeak
voices motley say
plain as pike staff this
the boss aint
got no threads on
bare as the day
he got born
shouting out orders
to us illiterates
in greek
in latin
unknown tongues
March 27, 2015
Kakoa Musk
One
Lamb, aubergine, avocado
Saved
Shallots, garlic, tomatoes
De-constructed
Moussaka
March 27, 2015
The Gustings
Hullabalulu
Barrage of bad quest spuns
Medium message yawn
Law of open tuna tea
Food bankruptcy pleads bailout
Hell yes I’m funny as fuck!
Lillibulero
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…
Grimbeau 