fooling around

…

if music be

the fool of love

then add fool to the fire

be fool of beans

fool of good intentions

it’s your fool time job

put fool on the table

drink the fool aid

fooling in the gaps

turning fool circle

with big shoes to fool

at the bottom of

the fool chain

…

comfortably numbnuts

…

hallowed be thy
navy t-shirt

lemon drizzle
when it’s wednesday

if the vicar’s
milking thistles

soon the curlews
pull the curtains

seven digits
in each sequence

intermittent
morris dancers

iron-plated
paper planes soar

or the doctor
never melted

singing if it’s
raining gravy

fifty thousand
clarinetists

pickled onions
in your sock drawer

– no, the florist
shop is closed now

…

buttercups

…

sun petal vessels

& the yellow of your chin

spreading on meadows

…

( author notes )

~

this poem is dedicated

to all the poor, poor victims

of the latest terrible thing

~

the man on the news

said it was absolutely terrible

& who are we to disagree?

~

social media is abuzz

with heartfelt hashtags

from kind & genuine souls

~

who can’t help but show everyone

how much they deeply care

about all those affected

~

so spare a thought & pray

for the ones that terrible, terrible thing

left in a terrible mess

…

a brief history of codswallop

…

codswallop was invented
in eighty three a.d
by an old roman fishwife
called codswallopia

codswallop’s the musings
of a confused confucius
or the simian key
in a monkey puzzle tree

possibly that saturday
in a month of mondays
big bang cultists
– the reductionist brigade ( gasp )

codswallop is banned
in belgium & azerbaijan
throughout the isle of sark
& parts of botswana

codswallop’s the reason
why i shout at clouds
hedgehogs fly with pigs
& some folk wear face-nappies

codswallop’s – a love sonnet
or a branch of d.f.s
with no sale on
because of all those mud-floods

…