re reverb


re reverb ( brever er )

i, the one man tribe

with me gammy eyelet


spy a testing tide

turning like a coat


stitches come undone

salvia is smoking


snitches see the lightning

pillars topple up


bolting blue is screwed

salted earth is firmer


terror is a tool

like an april fool


laughing as we glow

face the day’s vanilla


bee the three in we

hiding with myself


bumble of a morn

when the hedgerow’s calling


then the other sun

spins in my direction


flotsam floats away

as the jetsam scatters


songs beyond the swan

aches & pains – begone

lines upon a thawing morn


lines upon a thawing morn ( norm gniwaht a nopu senil )

under shifting skies
making shapes & chasing tails
crocus focus eyes

on a changeling day
hocus pocus stokes the sun
rivers run away

rabbits hop a skip
badgers prance in cotton pants
as the copses drip

drops upon the crown
little drips of waterfalls
ups beyond the down

west is wetting forth
mister frost is packing bags
jack is heading north

eastern beasts – begone
lo, the melting men of snow
poets scrawling on

all’s a yawning bud
sploshing in this sodden yon
puddles in the mud

trudge in rubber boots
see the streams of in between
– green’s the tulip shoots