If I talk to the mouse in the cupboard, even through the crack in the door, the cats will be jealous, the crumbs will be eaten, and I’ll have to go out for some more. If I sing to the mouse in the cupboard, I might just scare her away; she’s great company, in the […]
Tag: Nonsense poems
Man-Made Mayhem
A fragment of lodestone is lodged like the Snow Queen’s ice in my heart, a magnet for wytal* absurdities which are chewing my senses apart. They flock together in an ashen sky: irreversible infestations, a billowing canopy of simmering ridiculousness attracted to me. I know they are innocent and I must stay calm: pear-shaped bananas […]
writing in north norfolk 