on the brink of the incipient the coming of the budding on the verge of the scourge of that infernal vernal it mocks from the branches with embryonic glances 'fear us now' it's telling me 'our sticky bud supremacy' ...
Poems
ǝbuɐɥɔ ɟo sǝɔɹoɟ
certain things suck us in charbydis an opening maelstroms pigeon holes black holes lack control willow weep tree sorrow leaches frost hollows deficits gain more different than before ...
save the slogan
spiral shards & library cards bits of shapes then miscellaneous sports watches smörgåsbords atilla & ghengis discussing hordes dog snores photosynthesis the chuckle brothers pendle witches - a chrysalis 5 gold rings & the antlers of a stag the total contents of this bag ...
lost in books
lose yourself forever in a good book absorb their many pages yeah give their words a look the best ones come with pictures that's a literary fact so lose yourself in a good book now you're never coming back ...
death by nice
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 ...
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 ...
resarf poetry 