ekaw pu

~

ekaw pu  (  a  p o e m  &  t h a t ‘ s  t h a t  )

…



babylon's buggered as bugles have blown

up in a bubble & toodle's the ooze

sodom is rogered - the rooster has flow

cockerels in 'copters & buttons on snooze


london is sunken as avalon's toast

tossed in a salad & tingle's the tongue

onions are pickled from pillock to post

topple's the ladder & adder's the rung


reverie's aether as easter is dead

fucked in the bonnet & sonnet's the song

weathering weavers when pencils are lead

licks in the letters & yonder - the swan


bobs on the lochan as comets are seen

singing of scissor & stars in the charts

turning in circles & hops in the bean

ripples in rivers & kicks up the arse

...

yodel with pheasants

~

yodel with pheasants  (  a  p l a n  /  n o n r i c k  f o r  t h e  p i c  )

…





the tenant is peasant & swollen nodes

as lemon's the segment in robes of toads

& wither's the windmill

so hit the hills

& yodel with pheasants on roman roads

...

jungles swing the mumbles

~

jungles swing the mumbles  (  a  t r u e  t a l e  )

…



extras, spectres

zebras stripe the tigers

leaches, screeches

leopards spot the frogs


dangles, scrambles

buzzes, bugs & spiders

horses, courses

water, warts 'n' hogs


blisters, sisters

mizzle mists the yonder

thunder, hungers

simmer sings the ode


carrots, parrots

slither anaconda

forest, forage

stop & lick a toad


balmy, barmy

army ants are marching

nifty, swiftly

fifty hundred legs


tardy, snarly

canopies are barking

tipsy pixies

pygmies hunt for heads


orchid, florid

jungles swing the mumbles

lemurs, creepers

tingles ping the spine


wriggles, jiggles

gibbon on in jumbles

fiddles, scribbles

winging vine to vine

...










(  a u t h o r  n o d e s  )

this poem is set in the generic-amalgam jungle

hence the mishmash of different animals

from different continents

...

back on the sheets

~

back on the sheets  (  a  p o e t i c a l  e s s a y  )

…




badger's the clatter as scatter's the sen

pigs in the scribble & fiddle's the ink

natter's the nutter as flutter's the wren

fish in the swishes & dishes in sinks

ripple's the river as rumble's the sky

gash in the attic & plastic's the dawn

buggers in bumbles as puddle's the spry

beige in the cages as pages are torn

scrawls of a morning & aether's the noon

flaps as a bastard as tapestries weave

chatter's the wanker & natter's the loon

storms in a tosser as yonder the eve

buzzes in bonnets as sunken's the sun

fuck in the on it as sonnets are scum

...

































( a u t h o r  n o d e s  )


i hate sonnets

i despise their as-snug-as-a-bug-in-a-rug smugness

which can only be twatty

so i'm glad this went to pot

like what all the others do

...

it’s ten

~

it’s ten  (  t e n  l i n e s  o f  t e n  s y l l a b l e s  r e  t e n  )

…




green gleams the bottle & speckled's the hen

frog hops the throttle as piss squids the pen

dowsers in trousers & farmers in dens

downing street's weasels are marching again

clatter commandments & flutter's the wren

butter's the nutter as clutter's the zen

fingers with thumbs in plus extras in fens

looping the yule lords when leaping the glen

over october in inkblots & then

onto eleven etc. - it's ten

...