play it cool

play it cool by by reginald frost-hollow



play it cool

be

 a penguin

in a mortuary


come mid-january

waddling

so ambley


carefree

&

 casually


- that's it

...

physics did it

physics did it by professor resarf poetry


everything vibrates

everything shakes;

statues, sherbert

owls, snowflakes

frederick the great

piss poetry

so don't blame me

it's these frequencies

( ! )

...

i like to hike

via Daily Prompt: Hike

Hike

i like to hike by eric exospherical

i like to hike

i'm hike inclined

from dale to vale

through countryside

sticking to paths

& o.s maps

with a knapsack

on my back



~


i like to hike

aye far 'n' wide

with a mad dog

by my side

i'm out there more

than anyone else

so one of these hikes

i'll bump into

 myself

...

what is the moon?

what is the moon? by marjorie flotsam-watson




what is the moon?

i oft inquire


this nightly sphere

ghost amplifier


this lunacy ball

generator


cratered

werewolf activator


~


maybe cheese

or lunar ground


in thessaly

they drew it down


or a secret

alien base


what's beneath

that wonky face?

...

second thoughts

second thoughts by diedrich dithers


i want to have your rabies

your sniffles & your scabies

your wonky eyes

your twisted mind

i say want - hang on, maybe

...

phantom tangents

phantom tangents by crispin comma


tantalising

wet wipe ghost

sothic cycles

buttered toast


beowulf

& cantaloupes

reinforcements

lost en route


~


inner-schisms

how d'you do?

paradoxes

foxes too


badgers - badges

ramparts - rampant

same again please

phantom tangents

...

a challenging challenge challenge

a challenging challenge challenge by samuel scabies



i hereby challenge you to a duel

meet me at dusk

in the nature reserve


bring a pistol, a pen & a friend

i've never lost one yet

your just deserves


you'll no doubt get

you nob-shite get

stalkers like you are the scum of the earth


oh shadow of mine

it's time to die

meet me at dusk

in the nature reserve

...

then a blue wind blew

then a blue wind blew by bartholomew gusset


then a blue wind blew

a wind that was blue

borderline coarse

& touching on lewd


i sheltered my ears

for fear of obscener

as a nun toddled by

laughing like a hyena

...

as laundry dries

as laundry dries by ken goshawk




as laundry dries

whilst clocks tock time

there in the mind

a pantomime


dick whitington

has turned again

& mother goose

is on the game


aladdin lamped

the genie one

& cinderella's

head has gone


to parts unknown

perchance sublime

as laundry dries

whilst clocks tock time

...

polly left the iron on

~~~

polly left the iron on by kettle variations



polly left the iron on

polly left the iron on

polly left the iron on

her house burned down

...

resarf poetry

( ? )

photography