photography
kicking sleep
~
kicking sleep ( peels gnikcik )
…
kicking sleep in twenty twenty
see the phantom sniffles flap
pantomimes in formless august
muzzled flocks in morrisons
faceless wraiths upon the buses
tremble like an autumn leaf
bee the breeze & sing a winter
greener than the frogs on mars
lark the herald bellends knelling
shrew the spew upon the snooze
sisyphus’ spawn is crawling
clasping straws & falling down
roundabouts the ground is shifting
doggerland is rising now
london bridge is underwater
swimming with the seals & eels
see the fog of misted vistas
twist the gift of sinking sand
anti’s pro if pro is anti
so the global scrotums yoke
choking chickens, spanking gibbons
bend the knee & be a mug
sipping tea – the blend is bendy
kicking sleep in twenty twenty
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eater of whirls
~
eater of whirls ( slrihw fo retae )
…
stone the prose, crow a caw
burn the key, spurn a door
phantoms forms interpose
catch a cloud, scratch a nap
flap aloud, dance a map
clattertrap twinkle toes
mist the bus, fog a dog
spanner man, analogue
box the frog, frozen flows
quizzes swish, ask anon
river run, kiss a swan
topple on dominoes
flippin’ eck, bugger me
chicken necks, shrubbery
bumblebees up me nose
( embers glowed, onions wept
roses snowed, petals crept
overslept undertows )
…
( author notes )
p.s
corona is a scam
& anyone that thinks otherwise
is a fucking mug
…
olaf palme
~
olaf palme ( emlap falo )
…
olaf palme
lives on mars
in a static caravan
j.f.k
ran away
to timbuktu
or narnia
jill dando – though
swims with merfolk
( under europa’s
frozen skin )
this is not some
shopping list sheet
– do you take sugar
( ? )
…
it’s not candlemas
~
it’s not candlemas ( sameldnac ton s’ti )
…
i’ll wear no duffel coat
i shall not ruddy freeze
the air is hot as fook
& jam’s the clinging breeze
a sticky swollocks bitch
the willow wicket’s glued
it’s flippin’ cricket shit
a blizzard’s pissin’ screwed
the ninja frost is not
upon my twinkle toes
the sun’s a raisin bun
& runny honey flows
the flamin’ morning snores
a sleeping, snoozing cat
as it’s not candlemas
– coz it’s august, y’ twat
…
picnicesque
~
picnicesque ( euqsecincip )
…
two lovebird brains
bathing under sun daze
in a month of buttercups
spin amongst the clover
as the crow fly tips
butterflies rising
sweet tea telegrams
lemonade lasers
plates spin paper planes
scotch egg hatchlings
hark, brass bandstand
green grass snakeskin
park bench precipice
parkin parallax
laughter after noonish
sinking sand-witches
…
the song beyond
–
the song beyond ( dnoyeb gnos eht )
…
the song beyond is calling me
the sun, a hum – a bumblebee
a creaking door, the siren air
the gift of mist & bright’s the hare
a lark, a hark & sound around
the squelching belch of sodden ground
a river roars a choral flow
a spinning hymn – the roses glow
a scattering – a burst of bird
it’s lyrical – but not a word
the pageantry – the pipes of pan
as weasels pop the shite of man
& badgers dance a reelsome eight
the otter opera’s oscillate
the wave’s refrain is gravy trains
& floating notes in hazy brains
a knelling bell, a singing swan
the end’s a bend & springing on’s
the out again – the never’s death
the pounding rain, a hatchling’s breath
this music in the mutant glue
a sort of shrew within y’ shoe
a rising sky, a falling tree
the song beyond is calling me
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( author notes )
apologies if you’re reading this poem
& there’s an advert about 2/3 of the way down
like what when i read it & that
breaking up the flow
but that said …
i don’t have any say over the ads
& make eff-all money off this site
( bar the odd book purchase that might come from a reader on here )
so blame automattic
the parent company of wordpress, tumblr, gravatar
& some other sinister minions
that’s they’re doing, not mine
( peace )
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monday, then
~
monday, then ( neth ,yadnom )
…
no cappuccino – but hot vimto
branches on the path
& dead pheasant feathers
the daze was ablaze
in the kingdom of the beige
like a dart in the heart
of a chartered surveyor
the sky was alive
with the wings of an ant
but the ground was the sound
of a comatose crow
ten red robins, seven treecreepers
the telephone rang
& rang, & rang
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monday hides beneath
~
monday hides beneath ( htaeneb sedih yadnom )
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sea people sailing
great grey overcoat
gleam green in between
bean bag blather scrap
jackdaw underscore
so prose comatose
winged hymns withering
wind socks odder than
slaves in shopping masks
flimflamdemia
monday hides beneath
sunday’s scatter graph
blue screen maelstrom
spin cycle songbook
dogs in deep pockets
barking martian moons
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cobnut cobblestones
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cobnut cobblestones ( senotselbboc tunboc )
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west wind wizardry
swingball balladeer
beeswax saddle soap
spud gun saxophones
earwig wriggle worm
cancan cantaloupes
blue door sesame
ten green telephones
sellsword semaphore
bright white binary
wetwipe library
black dog baritones
sod plod lozenges
sore eye spider scrawl
footpath parallax
corn doll cornerstones
so toads toblerone
blowfish fiddlesticks
cat moon afternoon
cobnut cobblestones
hedgehog happenstance
hatstand hovercraft
hopscotch thunder bones
hedgerow undertones
…