horned stags & horned man cernunnos & beast but everyone is actaeon yes you are here & we are deer ...
Bollocks
a poem about river ripples
the river & its ripples its dimples its wrinkles its jiggles its wriggles mass trickles of dribble from little to middle to mighty wet riddles of slippery wiggles of rivery ripples ...
sheephaze
chuckling internal jokes electricity makes you float there are zeniths underground there are noises without sound phantom tangents ant digressions plastic antennae regressions frights of fancy interludes so keep the blinds down safe subdued ...
little sprinkles of evil
little sprinkles of evil should be practiced everyday like throwing stones into unsuspecting rivers swapping 'round traffic cones chuckling all the way or getting off the bus a stop later than you paid for having pushingitly rang the bell or informing a drayman that your real name's graham & then gradually you'll inch slowly closer to hell x ...
grey matters (other version)
there are bits of whitsuns daydreams foamy moments shaving cream there are intermissions crevices edgy head land precipices there are glimpses of past lives like aristotle nell gwynn's cousin irwin rommel & there are draining times plus energies then lemon trees memories x ...
scrawling stuff
scrawlings in black ink on hands & exposed skin reminders shopping lists random words whims symbols protection secret jokes nudges soapy water smeary now traces smudges ...
pillar of the community
i'm a pillar of the community the council named a bus stop after me to honour my extensive good r.e local charities then in 2012 a special luncheon was held where the mayor shook my hand - DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM? ...
the punch & judy man
mother used to warn with the sterness of a storm 'please stay away from that punch & judy man yes - by all means be amused by his swazzley domestic abuse but never-ever-ever accept sweets from his hand or take him up on the offer of a lift in his van' everyone knew really ...
offerings (how to try)
offer your plans to the warm blue hands of confusion let it nurture them let them feed off its odd let it nestle them let it be their god then put this faith in the obscure things & the details like moss & lichen on a post an opaque stain on the dog-shelf the many traces of utmost & the rest should look after itself ... (author notes; dog-shelf is slang for floor)
rambling on
outside far & wide conscious streams daydreams. hedge rush headrows wonderings time slows. mind goes off paths ponderings lost track. fresh air everywhere modern world don't care ...