FRONT GARDEN MORNING POPLINGS

unpruned rose bush

heavy with red crowns

food waste wheelie bin shining

~

its like

opec got a hit out

on my

clay born geraniums

~

neighbour is outside

thin summer robe / blue on white

risk interaction ?

BAD NEWS ANTIDOTE, SMALL TOWN FLUFF #2

written as antidote 

to the doom faff & paff

coming up the tv pipes 

i present bland events
i call Small Town Fluff

~

the new speed bumps

have a 20 mph speed limit now

its painted in white 

on the road in front of them

it seems maybe they could have used 

the same amount of asphalt 

to plug up the craters there

so its not like driving on the moon

a new hair stylists up the road

has six months in my book

& everyone is sure its another front

run by a gangsters duck lipped wife

the postman is due today

with my 'essential medicine'

i always get a kick out of that

if only he knew !

next doors car been gone a few days

but the window is open

which always indicates he is in

& we lost interest when the car returns

& thump thump thump thump

goes the pile driver at the port

for another berth & more containers

thump thump thump thump 

also i wonder

how the hedgehogs are doing

note to self

must put out the trail cam 

CAMO GRANNY

my old neighbour
over the way
is wearing a brown spectrum 

again today

& is nearly invisible
against the house bricks
beige & ochre shades

also her white hair blends in

with 

the
front windows 

peppered veil 

of net curtain

NOT POSH ENOUGH

EVEN GOOD BOMBS ARE BAD

be the change 
you want to see 
in the world . . .

i 
get
it

it
sounds 
ok

sounds
good

achievable

but is it 
sop for our 
conscience

or could 
it really 
work . . ? 

~

so im nice
to my neighbour
even
when 
he
brings up
his pet subject
of those blockpavers
those romanian blockpavers

and all the stolen vans

( the dimlo arsehole Sun-faced beer-sack )

i guide him away
with soft disagreement
like
hes
a
simple child
parroting a bad uncle 
so 
it 
doesnt become a Thing

and
anyway
it
all
falls down
at the next news broadcast

its bombs galore again

on 
the
death tv

~

i propose
instead
we all
paint roses

maybe even everyday

because
hitler 
was the change
he wanted to see
in the world

soon
after 
he had stopped
painting roses

timberlands from pinterest.com

PRINGLES AND NOTHING REALLY

from creatorsjoy.blogspot.com

still in bed at noon

cat
curled
in a circle
next
to
me

his tail covers his back legs
his front paws folded
his head almost upside down
hes snoring

gone for a while
to a simpler world

i got 
coffee 
gum 
comics 
sunlight

on and off
theres a neighbour
to watch 
hes
retired 
bored 
scraping moss out of cement cracks
where ever he can find it

well if it makes him feel better
let him do it

and anyway
my mind is boiled down 
into a toy marble far away
with
plastic
waves
inside
that have no shore
to
aim for ( and look like new wave lips )

oh yeah
i forgot - theres
           pringles
           on
           the
           night stand 
           too

from pringles.com

NIGHT AND DAY

night goes
where night goes
when
night
is
done

and day comes in
like a neighbour comes in
when
they
dont
NEED
anything
but 
TALK