it's all quintessentially picturesque & quaint warm brush strokes the lord doth paint thatched cottages for villages lush meadows all around a light breeze & birdsong are oft the only sound every reverend cycles on the green - wicket keeping cake sales & ginger ale a chocolate labrador sleeping inevitably green hills generically idyllic begging for mass murder or failing that a picnic ...
Poems
a short poem with antlers
horned stags & horned man cernunnos & beast but everyone is actaeon yes you are here & we are deer ...
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 ...
inside information
several drops of tea should be spilled ceremoniously as a libation to the carpet lares the hirsute hobs plus all the rugged gods & as an act of admiration of veneration reverence respect then slurp the rest ...
pattern making
in a frozen pine forest an old bird dies sumit must have packed in probably its heart meanwhile a newborn young bairn cries & a window cleaner scratches his arse downstream a tumble drier catches fire as a philanthropist sneezes at something sublime seemingly random separated by distance sharing the same seconds united by time ...
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 ...
rural affairs
at first they were grazing in the greensward of the vale then further plus gradient over that dale later somehow they managed to acquire passports many sights their eyes saw on their extensive world tour then apparently they went all over the place they plodded through time they ambled through space yes throughout existence with a moo they didst roam but in last night's omen the cows came home forever ...
february’s feathery
tongues are furry waves are wavy sheep are sheepish justice scaly palms are hairy all of 'em every september's a member but february's feathery ...
feb
solmonath mud bath lententide valentine hill hikes fill dyke vernal sounds burial mounds springtime pocus hocus crocus frosty stings birds sing feathery february ...
the poetry
pen check pad check all hands on deck ink check Petr Čech treaty Utrecht Quebec Aztec discotheque chicken neck madness cay sera add words et voila ...
resarf poetry 