Beyond the soup, bread rolls & sandwiches & the scrolls in forbidden languages. In way of pigeon holes & boxes almost chicken paradoxes. & far from unpleasant pheasants plus the scare of perplexed - in deepest hay barn hinterland tell me what comes next ? ...
Author: resarfpoetry
story fishy
"There's Got to be more to bastard life than this!" Exclaimed my Goldfish & fellow speaking Creature, Chris before collapsing on the sofa - good effort fish bliss. "There is" I replied "My memorable pal my Icthionic friend, just sometimes swim further - or possibly sideways you'll get there in the end" "As there's often more to this shite gilled chum than often again first appears" But Chris was sweetly sleeping & proper bolloxed by now so it fell on deaf fish ears. THE END ...
critique
Borderline late 1 Lammas Eve when nan had stumbled to bed, a fluorescent elf tapped on the back door which I ajared thence it said... 'Would you like to hear my poem? I penned it just for you, it has several Special stanzas plus a scant spin-off dance - it'll only last a minute or 2' ~ It was rubbish, utter bollocks ...
decryption
I'm paying close attention to the Rain again as it patters against the pane & a pattern starts to form in the brain - yes, it's a Cloud-Code almost cracked & ascertained. Don't stop x ...
another time
Nice 1 - nice swan yes thanks again may most of your daze be merry, I'd love to stay & chat about Norse-sorts & all-sorts & that but sadly I desperately need to catch that ferry. & of course Carausius & the Tudors I'm sure we'll come to them in the future - yet right now my sands of time are falling fast, so that shed - I'll wave a toodaloo, sayonara et adieu as not everything has the luxury of existing in the past ...
section r box 3
Yes, imaginary gnomes as an ornament in homes are the cause of mad scorn - they're bad enough on lawns. The little tossers they trip us over with a topsy-turvy -Terpsichore-fall - it's Thursday let's burn them all x ...
doppelgänger
You are here but where are you? Pottering - as we do in a 2nd hand hand shop or berating giraffes at the zoo? But not the okapis has it joined the Illuminati or has it overslept its way to Crewe? Maybe it's behind the sofa or playing games with supernovas - You are here but where are you? ...
nob ‘eads & pillocks
Children never really become adults coz existence is a game, from the very 1st yawn of the dawn of time it's always been the same, the rules are an absolute gobshite to follow - it drives most folk insane, yet still some nob 'eads cheat & think it's grand & reet but ignore these pillocks coz there's no acclaim in shame ...
perish – peril – perish
Haemoglobin - bloody goblins! Too many vitamins - coffin dodging. At risk of drowning - apple bobbing. & reduced to tears foodstuffs - discount sobbing ...
bracken english
This is not a war cry or a sight for sore eyes coz that conflict is a mess & beauty's anyone's guess. No - this is just sieve minded mongrel island village spillage but nothing that distinguished - this is Bracken English ...
resarf poetry 