cobweb watchers

~

cobweb watchers  (  srehctaw bewboc  )






cobweb watchers

watching the cobwebs


wraiths of the gateposts

ghosts on the ceiling


clouds for the cloudless

bespoke & woven


hang in the attic

facing a maze


spying a spider

feast on a greenfly


fruits of arachne

dance in the drafting


cobweb watchers

watching the cobwebs


tangle & strangle

- who watches us

( ? )

fuck knows

...




































 

pen then pen

~

pen then pen  (  nep neht nep  )







pen then pen

pepper crusted pencil necks


cut throat cuttlefish

slo-mo interlude


glue gun dog

sunken onion scatterings


bigwig little owl

mud brown trouser press


bright white light

lemon scented lententide


long, black cul-de-sac

catnap caravan


gleam green stream

seven sister planetoids


android adenoids

alabaster anorak


...































 

f e b

~

f e b  (  b e f  )







fading embers blacken

frozen elm blossom

fucking ether bonnets

floating earwig balladeers

feathered elfin bungalows

faraway's early birds

fried enzyme breadcrumbs

foxes eating breakfast

farting endamame beans

forgetful elephants blunder

fourteen ermine bursaries

fifteen eels bongo

frisking eastern breezes

filling egg baskets

flagellating easter's bollocks

for every badger

...




































revolution 432

~

revolution 432  (  234 noitulover  )






seasons gleamings

feathered friends

dusters


cauliflower

cotton cloud

clusters


sputters utter

spiders spin

spirals


pickled cabbage

sandwiches

cycles


spins the middle

of the month's

morning


crunching numbers

thunder drums

warning


so, a poem

rivers twist

melons


summer salad

ballads suck

lemons


seven sisters

cygnus sings

swansongs


silver bullets

scatter graphs

long johns


startled starlings

starting go's

stopwatch


pocus hocus

broken toe

hopscotch


...









~

( author notes )

i stole the title of this poem from a book

revolution 432 is the name of a chapter

in the cygnus key by andrew collins

a fascinating read

which didn't really inspire this little scribble

beyond me nicking the title

but credit where credit's due

as all forms of plagiarism are utterly deplorable

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porridge poem

~

porridge poem  (  meop egdirrop  )





grain of the quakers, the crofters & me


tossers ( of cabers ) - the caledonii


winter is whipping a storm on the sea


sweeten with sugar, a splodge of honey


milk of the almond, the thistle or goat


warming december - the meal of the oat


bowls for the golden, a grizzly or three


breakfast for supper & porridge for tea


...
























 

the last buttercup

~

the last buttercup  (  pucrettub tsal eht  )






the last buttercup

slipped through the fingers


of autumn in spore

& into the winter


a swish in a swell

a ghost of the yellow


alone in the snow

the fruits of an echo


a shard of a star

so here - on the clearing


a gathering mass

of school trips & pilgrims


the last buttercup

slipped through the fingers


& lived for six hundred

trillion years


( ? )

...