Upon consuming parsnips before the 1st frost, I realised the folly of my ways & now all hope is lost. They didn't taste as flavoursome plus to make matters worse - I may well have provoked some yokel wrath some shunned folk saying curse ...
Poetry
the bonus hour
I found an extra hour of the day squatting in the shed this morning - so suddenly I had the luxury of 25. Apparently this 1 doesn't count once the 60 minutes are out - so you can effectively do what you like. I killed an earwig wi' m' left arm plus set fire to several barns - then sprayed raw sewage all over that neighbour's drive. & then it all went back to before & yes, I miss my brief time of yore - but it'll always be a blessing aye, it's good to be alive ...
in the know…
Tartan paint has existed for centuries - as certain as immortality is a peacock. It makes the rooms look bigger but most shades do that nowadays - as per Geronicus my informative chocolate teapot ...
this hum
There was this hum in the air from nothing much in particular - just a collective mix abuzz from bits of things & stuff. So I decided to join in & with a Trad. Folk tune didst bombinate - in the hope that music might catch on & this drone elevate then dominate. It remained a solo effort ...
4 tuner
Find a penny pick it up & all that day you'll have top luck. Assuming you weren't hit by a bus as you bent over, or subsequently had your good fortune cancelled out - by uncovering a 4 leaf clover. Don't get cocky ...
mister roget was creationist scum
Well of course the Thesaurus has been an absolute godsend of a cheeky - handy - sumit else tome, since the time - period & era that its fellow dinosaurs roamed. & hen 1 day evolved chicken pox unwell - the others all got spots & died away, technically a book no, not actually a reptile - but it still it endures now to this so very day ...
blame-blame-blame-blame-blame
Poor Oedipus was blind from birth pre & post-gouged eyes, oh why can't these meddlesome shepherd types ignore exposed infant's cries ? He was left there for top reason as sure as Steve is short for Stephen & now a plague has terwatted Thebes, plus all that shite that kicked off with his folks like - a complete lack of foresight & a fucking tragedy ...
a fossil-related poem
Will we too in turn - due course become fossilized, i.e petrified but not terrified & thoroughly behind the times ? Only to be rediscovered & reappear so very alien like a Space Vole or Ginger Chimera ? - 'Look Dad, it's from The Vaguely Poetic Era' ...
umbraless
Could you loan us y' shadow if only for a few hours, under some informal shady lease ? As I was born without 1 - despite not being a vampire, I promise you'll get it all back in 1 piece ...
god in a windmill
I'd love to find God in a working old windmill, or on a moorland walk in Winterland undeterred by the cold plus wind chill. Or larking in my local rec' / park behind the dark side of the slide, whilst childishly pretending that he's still invisible - & then it would be my turn to hide ...
resarf poetry 