ante scriptum

~

ante scriptum ( mutpircs etna )

rise before the lark

wander in the darkness

      when the snarks & goblins

      dance upon the leas

see the mooning moon

marvel at those arse cheeks

      beam beneath the stars

      or a sleeping shroud of cloud

climb a pillock’s hillock

smoke a banana skin bifter

      sing within the bonce

      hymns from nature’s notebooks

salad shit & shopping lists

whatever floats your boatswain

      laughing if it rains

      plod a sodden path

home before the normalzzz

rise & shite again

      neck five pints of coffee

      light a milky tealight

double drop two aspirin

with a spoonful of junior calpol

      scratch a rabid thought-form

      grab a pen – & then

re reverb

~

re reverb ( brever er )

i, the one man tribe

with me gammy eyelet

~

spy a testing tide

turning like a coat

~

stitches come undone

salvia is smoking

~

snitches see the lightning

pillars topple up

~

bolting blue is screwed

salted earth is firmer

~

terror is a tool

like an april fool

~

laughing as we glow

face the day’s vanilla

~

bee the three in we

hiding with myself

~

bumble of a morn

when the hedgerow’s calling

~

then the other sun

spins in my direction

~

flotsam floats away

as the jetsam scatters

~

songs beyond the swan

aches & pains – begone

another bloody spring poem

~

another bloody spring poem ( meop gnirps ydoolb rehtona )

spring a song of sixpence

spring for your breakfast

spring for your supper

take these springs – & fly

~

spring like a bird

spring like a telephone

spring me to sleep

like a spingamijig

~

cash is spring

the spring of the castle

the spring of the jungle

spring ’til come what may

~

the spring is dead

long live the spring

it’s not over

’til the fat lady springs

the wandering earth

~

the wandering earth ( htrae gnirednaw eht )

plod the soaking, sodden bogs
passing ponds of croaking frogs

noting in this ode’s refrain
april’s reign is back again

she’s the queen of squelching leas
belching pastures, dripping trees

shaping may & greening hills
bubbled broths of puddle spills

fools in pools of welkin waz
rousing flowered razzmatazz

skipping as the rivers flow
roaming on this mud below

trudge the fudge of gargled sound
larking on the bouncing ground

sing of spring & autumn fruits
clods upon your walking boots

uncle valerian

~

uncle valerian ( nairelav elcnu )

he of feathered pillows
fluffy like a pancake
faces the weird
with a chamomile beard
spies xanadu
in coleridge’s laudanum
jung in liverpool
a poe within a poe
flies like a mole
in a jet black ket-hole
gathers up lavender
& milks the meadow poppies
plucks the greenest hops
from september’s gloaming hedgerows
brews a steaming cauldron
of arctic root tea
reads the turgid dirges
of dead romantic poets
counts the endless flocks
in a magic dressing gown
under lemon balm suns
in blue lotus skies
ginsengs a lullaby
& spins me to sleep

fruity hoopla

~

fruity hoopla ( alpooh ytiurf )

a garden in a spin
& music is the juice
the vegetables deduce
a loose banana skin

a damson in distress
a spanner in the bowl
the land of lemon’s soul
a golden apple press

a y’olden hymn again
the seasons in a song
a drum, a plum, a gong
a little sip of rain

a dance within a jig
the lark is lopping loons
the moon’s a tin o’ prunes
& couldn’t give a fig

until the seed is done
the deed is sewn & so
the grocer’s children grow
beneath a citrus sun

the daze is summer’s clime
& autumn’s orchard air
the couplets in a pear
the raisin in the rhyme

bed to back

~

bed to back ( kcab ot deb )

good morning

it’s earwigs

or ear wigs

a wiggle

your eyebrows

are highbrow

like low cloud

plus caffeine

the lemon

in melon

a twister

of tonsils

a fracture

the scattered

a lemur

a femur

the garden

is carpets

but crystal’s

the riddle

a pencil

plus paper

the badgers

& crosswords

a kettle

is steaming

like wyverns

this evening

a wiggle

or earwigs

it’s earwigs

good morning

( author notes )

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lines upon a thawing morn

~

lines upon a thawing morn ( norm gniwaht a nopu senil )

under shifting skies
making shapes & chasing tails
crocus focus eyes

on a changeling day
hocus pocus stokes the sun
rivers run away

rabbits hop a skip
badgers prance in cotton pants
as the copses drip

drops upon the crown
little drips of waterfalls
ups beyond the down

west is wetting forth
mister frost is packing bags
jack is heading north

eastern beasts – begone
lo, the melting men of snow
poets scrawling on

all’s a yawning bud
sploshing in this sodden yon
puddles in the mud

trudge in rubber boots
see the streams of in between
– green’s the tulip shoots