Break Out Day
Vibrant dawn dazzles
Pitch bone slate lamp nightdreamers
Eyeblink shadows flit
Earlybirds dart brisk alert
Incanted day arrives
Perfect golden light
Rakes tree leaf and bark
Hope springs all prisoners
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: sun
August 22, 2014
The Goss
Nowt kicked off (or so I’m told)
The sad old Sun still tries
to muscle in
break out, break in…
and have you heard?
The latest scandal,
the last straw:
No buses to Mortgagetown on Sundays
(and Bank Holidays)…
And there’s more…
No peas for the wicked,
It is rumoured
the pigs had them with the lobster.
No respect, these types.
Dyslexics with a read only memory,
they say,
lack self-knowledge.
Read and
right and wrong.
- Ooh-ah, Mrs!
March 1, 2014
Lines on my Mistress Snoring
There is pleasure sometimes
when the pain sleeps
rests its harpy’s head
on a nice warm lizard
but, promethean
is not a word
that springs to mind
when you are in flames.
This morning as I flood
Your drapeless windows
A body turns away
to hometown night
September 7, 2013
Struth
…the sun also rises
Tennish
Nice day!
Ripper
Sloth sleeps
Pollop sucks
The dead floor.
Meantime,
above,
I lodge a suppository
of all knowledge
in my sphincter.
July 24, 2013
Mornlight Drive
A blind, dead driver
in front
slows and
indicates all options
before a left at the lights opposite
a set sun of cheap stuff
and loss leaders
that call the believers
and sinners to shop.
Grimbeau 