Month: June 2023

BILGE, I say, not even knowing what a bilge is;
GLOAT, thinking this is something a goat does;
LEAPT, which in my mind should be leaped;
PLEAT, what a lamb does, or maybe I’ll do in court.

I’ve
BEGUN to engrave the full symphonic score, guzzling
BRINE that should – but doesn’t – taste like wine.
Soon the screen is littered with notes like dancing daisies in a FIELD Or seventy teams simultaneously playing cricket on a single PITCH.

WEIRD – I sink into my bath, and to my
AMAZEment discover displacement.
BINGO! I cry (the English equivalent of Eureka),
MUMMY, I shout. ‘Go get some clothes on,’ she says.       

Taxing was her big day as a BRIDE: her
In-laws worked to LOWER the already
Lowered tone by REVELling in booze,
Drugs and coarse-tongued Talk – Idle Loafers Defiling the
Event.