Concurrences & coincidences of course - I've experienced some, 1 has a rather rare & slightly prized blood type & it's exactly the same as my Mum. Plus I was born within 12 miles of woodland & sometimes I think I'm a tree, concurrences & coincidences - life's a mystery (!) ...
lemon thyme query
Why is there a sprig of lemon thyme in y' pocket, - dead sorry but I just had to ask ? Most folk keep their keys there & possibly a wand or wallet - but honestly I've never seen that. ~ Well, it's there to ward off evil & un-thyme minded people - as it disperses 'erbalness wherever we go. Plus it may well come in handy when later cornered down a (dark) back alley - & aye I could say more like but that's all you need to know ...
a brief plea
My occasional Godson, Jeremy reliably informed me that poetry will be extinct by the year 2040. Please give what you can ...
great stuff
Sarcasm will get you EVERYWHERE - be it Belgium or intergalactic. The green heart of Umbria or a fell hike in Cumbria - the possibilities are endless how bloody fantastic ...
the wobbly geometry of pipelines
Having dodged several hefty sacks of swinging sand, a spin-off sect of gamely puns & a minion of undead but rather lovely nuns - I uncovered a black ink Biro. Further down that tow path several eventual days later I stumbled across the cadaver of a stationary magnate - with his pocked stuffed full - packed with blank paper. But what to write about? Shit knows, I dunno ...
their rules…
Yes, the number 13 can be frightening for some, triskaidekaphobic types the scare of GOD & RUN. But the number 14 well, that terrifies bakers, they squirm into a bag of nerves so fearful these creators ...
upon consuming parsnips before the 1st frost
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 ...
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 ...
resarf poetry 