hello again

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hello again ( niaga olleh )

the garden is gargles
of martians & marbles
a passing of parcels
a trellis is beaning

the present is clement
a fez on a pheasant
the hue is fluorescent
a pigeon is preening

the future is pebbles
a pocket of shekels
a packet of revels
the melting of meaning

the baker is burning
the doctor is gurning
the maidens a’ churning
a kettle is steaming

the roses a’ ringing
a robin is singing
a mattress is springing
a tramp trampolining

the salad is flowing
as blossom is snowing
the thicket is growing
a greeting of greening

when the pens run out

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when the pens run out ( tuo nur snep eht nehw )

it’s pencils instead

if the paper’s still okay

until the graphite’s gone

like a singing swan

& then they burn the trees

coz books contain paper

& paper comes from trees

growing like money

as the future is a boot

but the muses will insist

then chalk upon the yard

pausing for hopscotch

or carve upon stone

a hieroglyphic haiku

cuneiform prose

the shape of a coma

until all stones are cancelled

& drawing boards beckon

the answer is madness

a squashing of bug’s blood

a dash of silverfish

a healthy splosh of cockroach

grey like a sunday

on white asylum walls

( author notes )

i’m planning to buy wordpress

for a fiver & a big bag of revels

watch this space

( any day now – they’ll cave )

please beware

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please beware ( eraweb esaelp )

never eat an apricot
on a wednesday afternoon

especially with a can of pop
& almond macaroon

your crops will fail, the seas shall rise
& drown the clouded skies

the earth will wander – from her path
& crash into the moon

trivial techniques

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trivial techniques ( seuqinhcet laivirt )

the wingspan of a greenfinch
is twenty six cee em

yet october
is the longest month

twelve or more people
constitute a riot

as the pygmy shrew
is britain’s smallest mammal

& thimbles were invented
in the tenth century

the number sixty three
is late by five minutes

eskimos don’t know
who betty swollocks is

gravel’s not a stone
it’s an umbrella term

plus checkerboards
have sixty four squares

yeah, mackerel
is anagram of elk cream

but beethoven died
in eighteen twenty seven

so proxima centauri
is closer than we thought

hector pokes jehovah’s bones

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hector pokes jehovah’s bones ( senob s’havohej sekop rotceh )

two plus two
is fivefold doom
the sky is crashing down

older than
a spinning wheel
anew is back in town

face the beige
the gander’s prop
is feeding bots ‘n’ ghouls

bumble on
now, little drones
& bee the willing fools

bongo so
’til trumpets blow
until the bellends knell

pave the road
then shat y’load
& build a better hell

when the sun
is bicycles
& compasses confused

hector pokes
jehovah’s bones
( establishment approved )

under cuckoo clocks in flight

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under cuckoo clocks in flight ( thgilf ni skcolc ookcuc rednu )

little disc shaped eggs
in the hayloft of the barn
when the shootings stop

soon the hatchlings coo
parents spinning back & forth
frequent, these mealtimes

feed ’em earthworms
pellets from an air rifle
small balls of play-doh

marzipan & chips
twitch ’em with binoculars
r.s.p.b this

in an anorak
or a shower proof cagoule
spring is sprung abound

what a vernal sight
under cuckoo clocks in flight
clay pigeons nesting

as the buzzards hum

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as the buzzards hum ( muh sdrazzub eht sa )

fog beyond the frost
floating in the frozen so
toes ‘n’ fingers crossed

spin the greening leas
uppercut ‘n’ chin the hills
with a creeping breeze

wellingtons in time
’til the moon is afternoon
with a weathered rhyme

striding like a list
feather quill a better still
sun behind the mist

ticking closer – come
rocking chair a boxing hare
as the buzzards hum

’til the teasels stir
& a springing lamb is sprang
as the catkins purr

drifting a partridge

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drifting a partridge ( egdirtrap a gnitfird )

cousin of the quail
– the feathered sort
so not the prozzers

spouse of the grouse
catch
a weaving breeze

fields become oceans
be that
magic plank

pastures waving on
paper planes
& grass plains

floating
over clover
( further still yet further )

brother of the pheasant
go
from where the pear tree grows

mist opportunities

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mist opportunities ( seitinutroppo tsim )

~

water vapour wraiths

twist a greyer dragon’s tail

shifting shapes of apes

~

faces frown a smile

when ganesh is speckled breath

sit upon a stile

~

in a sodden lea

seek the greener grails of vales

watch the lottery

~

by the river’s bend

see the milkman floating so

hespero’s a friend

~

tentacles & horns

dancing as the owls retreat

then the morning dawns

~

clouds upon the ground

spinning with the river’s hymn

sing without a sound