when phyllis discovered liquorice tea she thought 'take that pontefract you're the one for me i quite like liquorice - i quite like a brew but why be an either-beaver ( ? ) this here's the power of two ~ sorted' ...
Science
8 line poem
yes clock museums have many many faces & vicarages, well they're very angry places as sure all haiku are smug little squits aye facts make the world go 'round - god bless this fucking shit ( x ) ...
wet paint signs
yes wet paint signs are a favourite sign of mine but sometimes they lie sometimes it's dried so always dab a fingertip on the self-proclaimed wet paint it's the only way to know for sure if it's wet or if it aint ...
who’s the ‘ing daddy?
the milkman with a wooden leg still hobbled through his rounds the milkman with a wooden leg dint let said leg get him down the milkman with a wooden leg still did what milkmen do so after 9 months or so of starting his job most local newborn babies had a wooden leg too ...
science-shit
if that there archimedes had never-ever washed he'd have stunk to high-heaven & we'd be at a loss but he got in that bath then them waters got deeper thus inventing the word & moment - EUREKA ...
nineteen 25
quietly convinced by mysteries & fickleness that twenty 4 hour clocks display the year & not the time i glanced across 1 evening within breathing space of michaelmas & to my surprise you cheeky swine she's done it again - IT'S NINETEEN 25 ...
edward iii
if unmonitored this watch goes historical its cogs drag us back into the depths of the past just this morning we awakened in the 14th century temporally far from home when edward iii was on the throne ...
detectable receptacle
i'm picking up signals transmissions interference white noise blue noise with yellow dots incoherence sine signs e.v.p aliens great uncle steve loads of codes 3rd cousin rose aerial daze giz a wave ...
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 ...
a hole in last thursday
there was a hole in last thursday so bits of it leaked into last friday beyond last week then into the future yes the spillage did run leaving traces in places for decades to come ...
resarf poetry 