FAIRIE TAILS (July 2020 )

"I've come to milk the buttercups"

said the Fairie to the Elf,

"I have only the word of nature

But no motives for myself."

The Elf reached into his breeches

And withdrew an impressive array

Of baubles and pipes

That were warm to the touch 

And blew the Fairie away!

SONIC SIGNALS (7/2018)

week 29 July 2018 

The Hallows of my mind

Deep in slumber.

Sonic signals bounce down

Into yesteryears' tomorrow.

Raging aging face and flabby form

No get up and go

No frantic needless must nots

Or must do's , just

Must remember, Must remember,

Its important to remember.

Now is all there is

All that is available. 

Deep Slumbers of the mind

Sonic Signals on a downward 

Spiral search the depths

For Soft landings and peaceful caress. 

BYT BUY BYT

19.09.19

Nine Twelfths way through the year

And I'm returned to here

In my backward forward looking state

Still complaining of my fate, mate.

Never having thoughts that stick

coagulate, consolidate , compound:

I flick 

Pages back and forth 

Secreting secrets in between the nonsense

Like Jewels within the lines of lines

lie the questions "What good is this?

What good is this in here? out there?

does any of it count?- I don't see why?"

Only to those who seek its purpose,

Who can take advantage,

Mould the words - make the shapes-

Present the purpose

Motivate the masses

To part with their gelt

in dribs and drabs

it all counts

it all adds up

bit by bit

by bit

to coin a phrase

BYT

BUY BYT!