Ticking By
Patti Smith drops in –
Sad eyed world wary
Horses Leap
one ear cocked
Back in the day
when we all had hairdo’s
All was do it yourself.
Slipping slipshod rhymes.
The curator swept out the door
hovered on the wind
Grimbeau
Scroodles
Tag: Wireless
September 13, 2015
Quasimodem
Bangers in th’oven
Eleven o’clock pronto.
Football crowd chants:
‘He’ll shoot, he’ll score, he’ll eat your
Labrador, bloke next door, bloke next door.’
~
Sausage sandwich assembled
fearlessly sampled.
Zingy tabasco gobsmack.
Vogeltop bowerbirds strut their stuff.
Lovenest blueprints scrutinised.
~
Unique seduction points include:
iridescent spiders,
chocolate slugs, ant crispies,
seven flugelhorns,
zinc embossed en suite
~
Chamber Music hall;
silent moviedrome quintet;
playing incidentally framing caption
awestruck terpsichordal disbelief.
An Enlightened harpsichord.
~
Greasepaint mascara yard brush.
After birth oven nation.
Cod fish sauce soused
In Tin foil enveloped
Satisfaction guaranteed.
September 2, 2014
Hear. Me. Out.
Here’s how in
the hear
& now
brown cow
& gate
left open field
as far as
The
Ice Can
Sea.
Grimbeau 