Upon not seeing a ghost I am still quite able to speak the goosebumps on my arms are very non-existent I didn't turn as white as a sheet. Upon not seeing a ghost no scare has taken hold of me maybe they're on strike or skiving up a tree - I wonder where they could be ? ...
Author: resarfpoetry
upon conversing with the bread…
Upon conversing with The Bread about Bread-Related-Issues ; like why with suddenness - people pretend they just can't eat it thence ignore ergo shunning the foodstuff of our beffudled Jesus-Lord whilst continuously whining aye with sacrilege deplore or will its sliced type be the standard for EVERYTHING evermore ? - something else happened ...
bouncing
Like a mad March hare bop in Springtime proper or a young Barnes Wallis on a buoyant space hopper or a gazelle on 'stuff-thing' 1st up then downswing - we're bouncing. We're boun cing ...
spineless promotion
Hello there & I hope you’re well on this fine Mundane.
I’ve written a book recently.
Its called … bracken english, 101 poems to read before you sigh
& you can buy it in book form on the links provided in this post-ad-shat.
I think I’ve added the links right. If not, just search it. Nothing is hidden…
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It’s not quite ready in Kindle form yet because until very recently I thought that was a chocolate egg with a free plastic shell that you could hide ‘stuff’ in when stuck where the sun don’t shine……………..(classic)
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Because I don’t normally blog, I thought I’d write a list of 10 almost interesting facts about this collection of discharges…You don’t have to read this & you’ve probably left the iron on anyway but as they used to say in the Navy; ‘friggate!’ – koz this is life on the (Froggatt) Edge…
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- Title … Bracken English is my style, a pun & a nod to Nature. 101 poems to read before you sigh is another pun. I love puns, they’re punderful & all the pun of the fair… (etc.)
- Language… I am dyslexic & lazy-complacent at times so there will be grammar mistakes & spelling guffs. I don’t like it when wankers get strict about these things. Rules are often there to be ignored. Let people do it how they want to. These are our words, don’t let the anal restrict because they enjoy that far too much… & anyway it all stems from the same source (Brain-Soul) & surely that is the point … ?
- Bad Language… There is bad language. Nothing too bad, just SHIT, FUCK, TWAT, SHITE, SHAT etc…
- Stories… A lot of these poems are stories really. Penned in the 1st person. 1 of my favourite poetry books & books generally is Seeing Stars by Simon Armitage. Everyone should own that book, it’s genius & they’re sort-of story poems. Blame the great man himself…
- Recurring Themes… Nature, Madness, Life, Oddness, Weird Love, Death, Magic, Myth, Time & Reality… but it’s fun really… x
- God… God is a character that pops up a lot. I don’t mind God really though because he’s a tea drinker … (FACT)
- ISBN … 9781519692702 … Yep, movin’ on…
- Cover… I did the cover myself. The fearn photo was taken on a hill in the Pennines back in September, then modified in the lab. The written bit was stuck on with Micropore surgical tape. I have an Elastoplast allergy so there’s always plenty of that tape in my 1st aid kit-shit. Riveting stuff this… Nearly there…
- Name… resarf is my pen name. There are other resarfs online. I’m sad enough to have checked. There are several on Youtube & none of them are me. There’s also a chemical cleaning company in Dundee called Resarf. But I quite like that because I grew up reading the Beano before I got too mature for it & moved onto Viz… Alleyways, yes, it is Fraser backwards. That’s why I picked it. My main nickname in real life is Merlin & that’s even more unoriginal… & as the old Fraser motto goes … Je suis prest … So fuckin’ bring it on …
- I’ve run out of facts, make up your own & add here …………………….. Thank you for reading & take care, nice 1. Peace x
oliver cromwell’s head is still missing
Oliver Cromwell's head is still missing for over 3 centuries I wonder where it could be? I've recently double-rummaged through every loft & pocket, dredged the canal, checked behind the settee. So then I printed off some 'HAVE YOU SEEN MY HERO'S HEAD?' notes with a number to call plus a portrait - warts & all. & stapled them onto tree trunks & the Parish Council Notice Bored - yes Cromwell's head has gone but he's not the only 1 ...
a lucky escape
The insects were noted by their absence on this morning's walk as hedgerows dozed thick socks - warm toes. This countryside is alive & wise yet often sleeping there should be a do not disturb sign to kindly remind the urban inclined. But the dog & I we wandered on through Winterland passed an assortment of bare trees we marvelled at their scarcity. Then we turned a corner & there as clear as magenta with child-botherer top-lip hair & eyes of fading ember stood December. 'Run' ...
free stock
According to myth, a blacksmith, entrails, unmentionables. There exists a fiendish witch who can spell men into vegetables. Be it carrot, parsnip, cabbage - she'll meta-magic away. Sorceress at night time, greengrocer by day ...
a storm in your pocket
There appears to be a storm in your pocket a raging gale drenched howls of wail. There appears to be a storm in your pocket cold nefarious fronts arctic gusts of mistrust. There appears to be a storm in your pocket keeping people indoors its terror batters with force. Oh there appears to be a storm in your pocket - 'cause there is please tell me where you bought it or is this storm a gift ? ...
orangutans are not the only fruit
Never play chess with a Diocesan they'll cheat when their distractions spell their wicked ways. & never ever try & triple guess an Ombudsman they're fickle-unpredictable just like a month of Jonathans ...
how to end these things…
I never quite know how to end these things I'm not fat or a lady babies cry when I sing. Plus proper dogs bark & the little ones just yap as The End Is Nigh decries with signs finally accurate all cities collapse x ...
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