Monday, December 10, 2012

Earthly Greeting, 2012

Earthly Greeting at dis Solstice-turnin, Bludekin and Gudefolk
        suete reminder of Timex Past
        brot 2 U by me, Hobgoblin #1
        dat Sanctimony Clausez Grate Hunkle
        Lissen up well, we muss B brief:

He dis yoyo upstart neofyte, i tawt him awl he nose
He tuck ober me bizzness
He gets uppity pleasurabul jobz
He getz 2 sit in smart shoppne mawlz
        holden kidz on hiz boneyknees, fotogeniuslike
        pretendin thru hiz peroxhyde cossetted permafrost beard
        an gimmecry heybrpwz
        wid hiz ultracute floppy red toque he copied frum mien
        pretendin i repeat ditto he iz real McCoy
Whereaz i am nut even background material
Me de pagan originall Yuletide host

        U don C me pix adorning prettiesome cardz cum Xmass mornin
        do U? Nah!
        Reason Y iz i do dee durty wurk hobscured

Clamberez down chimbleyz
        suit-begrimed and whan thar iz nun pickx lockx like
unto commun criminal
        whilomst swyche az He, me happentris taxez credit.

        Whan U regardz telltotal cost o Kristmess
Cry Uncle!  Tus uz shall hear your plea!
We symfonize wid u dogzbodiez az we R 2 behlden
We hymnplore U let ananimus Hunkle Hob B yore Serenity Cause
        on dis Happy Occassicioun
We lube U 2!
        Uh ho, hear cumz D boss, gotta go!

Memo found under my pillow, luv @ laurie, '90

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Just a tick

life's a surd*
full of pi
    and we
hurried before dish
as if out of mid-air
    smacking lips
proof's in size of it
    says i
certainly absurd
    real experience
arrives from
    eyes nose ears
tongue touch
    worldly sensations
if we attend
    so don't believe
any cerebral by-blow
    of specious origin
if we give it a thought
    tis unutterably bedight
and incontinent

when you can feel onset
    pervasive bellyful of blah
oh my    oh my
    deny lip-service
simply believe
    ideal entity    bah
stems from rational root

lea mmx+ii


Friday, July 6, 2012

hey hey ize a sick ol man

hey hey ize a sick ol man
ain no use t poutn frown
whan ize deed tiz frum i'm cum
hey hey tiz ho nonny nonne

hey hey whan ize feelin sore
hurtin bad n wurse in store
taint az if ize like afore
tiz hey ho an let it go

hey hey wotz up cumz darn
skinny az rope an wun end gone
slobberin lips n teeth undone
hey hey tiz ho nonny nonne

hey hey whan sun had played
sky thru leaves az newly made
spring haz went and summerz blew
hey hey aint here t stay

hey hey dis'n my turn too
hey hey twere well-a-day
wot wunce were close now far away
nobuddy scapes nut me nut you

hey nonny nonne n lost fer wurds
write yer owen obit tiz fun fer free
fill it wi trills like singin birdz
hey nonny now tiz orl frum me

laurie ashton aug mmx+i

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Tich Backhouse: hiz sayso

Me ize missen
nut nobuddy else
ober wurld roun
nah nor twixt crak
whar anomalese dwell
tis i tich   no swell
nor yer reglar labrin lot
wot bends t menial wheel
fer pifflin spondulix

natch ize wun up on dat
born wid finger t nose n cheek in tongue
idle sot   so be u sniffs
tiz i tich employer o sel
printer n purveyor
o filosofical tracks   otiose broadsides
n literatchure airin unwashed linen in public
plus bills fer whar u stix no bills
delivery on skadoodle
t be found tween handles o me wheelbarry
patrollin byrne road
convenient t hostelry fer sake o bendin arm
usually restin on me hernia

haha u thinks tis snivellin objet o derishun
i bin sneered at be better'n you

yus when i wuz bankcrypt
orl sincet me landlady bad cess
boughten me out under me nose
preshush debentyerz went pff
an i nexit on hunkers
shamefaced afore domainearring
xemplar f rules whar i hellocated atween lines
nixed pleadin fer doleful scrip

ah yus   sincet f no account
donut count me in r out
cos i iz wot i iz
sweet genevive me genius
just same az missen
wot wafts on contra-airy pinions
speshully wid blissful tankard
o blacksmit harms best brew in me mitt
an rises t necesity f yuze hearkenerz
stannin height o full four foot six an a bit
blushfully declaimz
tis orl me eye n betty martin

Tich  hiz sayso
oct mmxx+i

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Infinity is a long stretch

Infinity is a long stretch
like a grin from ear to ear
you see the joke?
make believe!
might as well be near as far
quodlibet from thin air

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Summer solstice

There's a downside to everything
    not necessarily bad
our way of watching the clock
    ticking off the seasons
the years like a handy roll of film in a camera
    pictured spooling off or on
click click looksee looksee
    that's how the present gets shaped
first closeup then distant
    as we look over our shoulder
turning the yet-to-be into the once-was
    forgetting what comes next is now

    distinctions like Spring -Summer
are threaded by our feelings, our wishes thoughts
    into daisy-chains to play with in fancy
this Spring that is now waxing into Summer
    foretells a waning of the sunlit hours
turning Summer on its head
    and with the downside we expect
travel fun holidays delights at the table meetings
    but life is all one picture
unembraceable as that one picture
    and the glimpses we get
startle us into recognizing
    all seasons have their fling

Summer solstice, mmvii

In the beginning

               In the beginning
there was no beginning
nobody turned up nobody cared
no sorcerer waving hey presto
with magic wand
sun shone with warmth and vigour
sea supplied habitat
land lent its elemental fabric
out of these came provision for proficiency
no guessing how
earthiness found promethean artifice
clothing anima
with skills and self-growth

early one room school
simple sums taken to heart
child's play
cleave and multiply
self-taught by feeling
and uncanny sense of order

no proud parents
attended graduation
fostered by sun sea and land
in lieu of father and mother

let's wish them belated greetings
they're our remotest antecedents
who've earned our respect
be humble at least once today
and no cards please!


Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Ize abidin

Ize abidin me presence other presences abidin
near t mindin goinz on abidin wherezever
soz awoken scarce dozin   cummin in on o morn
cummin on o dawn   cummin on wotz sartin
wid dis unsartinty dwellin
n damped darn frum up awellin
cos ize marrit t wurry
cos ize orl fun unsartin
how wot be about in me wurld awillin
might n might wid eventful dun
might nut
cum arushin cum acrushin yrz untruly unwishin
dozy darn path o morn agrumblin
hurry like unto whirlwind
unto whirlwind arumblin
wurldwind in me path hurled
whilez wot i wot not
cumz about aint nuthin aint so
whoz worthy t be abornin
tis good they be glad
spite n trubblez away unto sky blowen
    clouds dottin light frum sunz gotten
ariz be uz don az wurld twirlin by
     may twentieth abornin    two thousan n leven