r i v e r s

~

r i v e r s ( s r e v i r )

ow y’ boat upon

      raspberries ‘n’ onward thee

      ripple as y’ go

n between daydreams

      is the realm of kingfishers

      idle like the flow

oyage on the clear

      view the future through the cracks

      visions reappear

nvoy of the dry

      earth’s submerged emissary

      egrets dwelleth here

eeds beneath the glass

      roaches, pikes ‘n’ sticklebacks

      rubber duckies quack

eeking seabound sounds

      sing below the grassy banks

      so she singeth back

dog this

~

dog this ( siht god )

dogwood tree
beg for a biscuit

doggerel verse smith
pee up a lamp post

dog eared scribbles
– go to your bed

doghouse builder
growling at the postman

dogfish mongers
chasing squirrels in the park

dog days of summer
come here & sit

salty sea dog
jump for your ball

dog star rising
fetch me my slippers

bravo …

~

bravo … ( … ovarb )

& the last poet
on that night
had nits

as the bright lights flickered
& the microphone cracked

& the last poet
on that night
had nits

when the full moon bloomed
then a dead duck quacked

& the last poet
on that night
had nits

ruffles on their scalp
where the parasites attacked

& the last poet
on that night
had nits

scratching along
with the head lice act

onion poem

~

onion poem ( meop noino )

bulbous provider
pickled or spring
layers of flavour
lord of the ring

rounded ‘n’ grounded
king of the loop
spanish if massive
french if a soup

master of salads
grow in a row
courter of cheeses
veg’ in the know

rhymer of bunion
guzzle ’em down
reddish in places
greener or brown

soul of a coleslaw
dice her ‘n’ fry
smile when it’s raining
drops from the eye

pungent companion
over the years
savoury’s saviour
bringer of tears

( author notes )

& the last poet on had nits

( they were the headlice act )

how to cure constipation

~

how to cure constipation ( noitapitsnoc eruc ot woh )

drink a glass of water

ride on a log flume

under blooming moons

eat a tin of prunes

or snooker balls

especially the greens

nestle on your throne

singing god save the queen

pogo in loose clothing

over sleeping policeman

play peekaboo

with yourself – in the mirror

spot the horse manure

& see bluebottles dine

or just write a poem

& dump the deed online

( author notes )

for those that don’t know
a sleeping policeman
is actually a speed bump
& not a copper
having a nap on the road
– it’s just a silly name

p.s

constipation is an anagram

of titanic spoon

if you don’t write …

~

if you don’t write … ( … etirw t’nod uoy fi )

the birds will go on strike
& picket line the springtide

dawn will lose her chorus
( subtitles unavailable )

as the normalzzz soar
in a bland of opportunity

you, a one of we
the weird beyond the blear

will smoulder as the smoke
on the sixth of november

disappear like keys
or a conjuror’s rabbit

up the back passage
of aimless anus lane

feasting on the bugs
in a philanthropist’s bluetopia

the pens will run dry
like a cursed herd

the spoken word commando’s
of tiktok will rise

like the ghost of mordred
from the lurking shadows

so the sun will shine shades
of shite – not gravy