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an assortment of bobs

~

an assortment of bobs  (  sbob fo tnemtrossa na  )

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rubber ducks on duck ponds

quacking at the swans


apples in a pale

on a misted eve in autumn


driftwood on the ocean

seeking distant beaches


bodies by the towpath

corpses in canals


heads & necks in drum-spun

bits & beats of rhythm


sprites up in the night's bright

dodging satellites


flocks of nodding wagtails

prancing with the pigeons


& a loon beneath the moonbeams

- probably, your uncle


...

 

ad-shat

~

ad-shat  (  tahs-da  )

…



dear reader,

just to let you know

i had another book out last autumn

& it's available on amazon & all that bollocks

so if you want to read some odd shit

silly lists

& strange nature rhymes

then why not

it's got pictures

& i can't be arsed to write another one

for a while

so there you go




( ? )

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i’m the tortoise

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i’m the tortoise  (  esiotrot eht m’i  )

…





i'm the tortoise, son of thunder

thane of merchants, trade & plunder


tablets green & votive candles

weasel schemes & flaps in sandals


shielding sheep & strumming lyres

king of swindles, gifting fires


khan of parcels, christmas sweaters

post-it notes & scribbled letters


sweating feathers of an evening

rising when the sun is beaming


in the twinkle's brightness winking

shite a flipping brick if sinking


shades of red & days of static

queues of putrid, stagnant traffic


i'm the tortoise, son of thunder

if inverted - buckle under

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weirdesque

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weirdesque  (  euqsedriew  )

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a sort of dam - but water flows

& salmon leap the speak of sleep

a scatter's graph, the breeze of blows

a whitsun eve on ganymede

a michaelmas of mizzle toes

the girth of grapes, the scourge of apes

a cloak of oak, a rowan nose

the lens of fog, a friend of frogs

& barking snarks, a croak of crows

a lentil in a pencil case

a domicile of dominoes

- those tigers of iapetus

an embassy of embryos

a cloud of thorns - & drown we glow

a sort of dam but water flows

( ? )

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underneath a blue duvet

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underneath a blue duvet  (  tevud eulb a htaenrednu  )

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circle as a bird of prey

sing the song of stagnant bogs

sweating steps & up the brae

panting ants & slobber dogs


roving on this solar day

in the nincompoops of noon

bee the breeze & blow away

mumbles of a bumbled loon


warble of a waterway

gleam the green - a wheaten sea

til it's gold & welkins grey

soldier on & swelter thee


sleep is speak this matinee

scrawling til the curtain squalls

bramble jam & gamma rays

wickets stick & all is balls


piffle in this passageway

puddles shrink & petals snow

nettle sting as mantis pray

thickets sing & roses glow


underneath a blue duvet

fingers slip, the river gleams

seek the shade & sock the hay

flop beneath the copse's beams

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the truth about spiders

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the truth about spiders  (  sredips tuoba hturt eht  )

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spiders are an arachnid

like the scorpion


spiders crawl with eight legs

& six phantom limbs


spiders are silent

but speak all the tongues


spiders live on marzipan

pickled eggs & coleslaw


spiders sleep in garden sheds

      or underneath your futon      


spiders dance the cancan

& play the ukulele


spiders cry at christenings

but laugh at funerals - too


spiders write erotic haiku

on the backs of first class stamps


spiders run the b.b.c

the w.i & the caravan club


spiders rise in sunshine

but melt in the rain


spiders on the brain again

spiders, spiders, spiders


spiders, spiders, spiders

spiders

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midsummer mumbles

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midsummer mumbles  (  selbmum remmusdim  )

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midsummer mumbles

maunders an orchard

babbles & forward

apples & crumbles


apples & crumbles

roses are glowing

petals are snowing

bees in the bumbles


bees in the bumbles

dancing with daggers

steps in the staggers

adders & rundles


adders & rundles

grasses are gleaming

green of an evening

speaking in scumbles


speaking in scumbles

heels on me blisters

hills in the vistas

woods in the jungles


woods in the jungles

chatters of brambles

fruits of the tangles

jam in the jumbles


jam in the jumbles

spooning the lunar

mooning the future

tongues in the rumbles


tongues in the rumbles

grumbles of thunder

fuck it - & under

midsummer mumbles

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dots ‘n’ spots

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dots ‘n’ spots  (  stops ‘n’ stod  )

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dots 'n' spots - a blotch of rain

a piddle on a cobbled lane


specks 'n' flecks - a dash of green

a swish of mist, a phantom's seen


ants 'n' pants - a gasp of air

a pair of socks, a boxing hare


moor 'n' tor - a bog of peat

the trudge of mud & sodden feet


dribs 'n' ribs - a sack o' bones

a squinting glimpse of standing stones


burrs 'n' birds - a robin red

a poem pokes within the head


crumbs 'n' thumbs - the stuff of screws

a mumbling of bumbled blues


spots 'n' dots & off the maps

the bits that breathe

between the gaps

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