A cabin sees a creature cool from night of crawl and hunt in all
of gravely stone and street in tone of light diffused by wane of moon
a toothless gum with tutting tongue clicks her way like bats among
the trees with hair of oaken leaves that perk each morn’ upon the sun
but she with book to under-arm, her book of chanting, her grimoire
be carried lo and carried far and braced for spell when suiting her
this creature crone of caustic mouth who oft’ alone with cackled laugh
does shriek and scorn a charm or more,
did witch, the spell
did witch, she cast
Categories:
tutting, magic, moon, night, scary,
Form: Rhyme
and furthermore, i've made a catalogue of
100000 precious
objects; in my home
one of them is
the
toaster
and there is only
one spreading knife in the house
but we laugh at the
past, not realising we will be laughed at,
like Sylvester Stallone
asking
after toilet paper
in Demolition Man
it was an
awkward moment
but so is a car doing a u-turn
in front of you as you
sit tutting and sighing
then the
kids in the back sigh
as the Mary Rose sank in
full view of
the king
he must have tutted and sighed as well
Categories:
tutting, america, anger, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Or i in the inn of the Djinn of the winning whim
Sorry for all those things i am going to do
looking in the shadow
for something
looking for me
Give away my free will
not by choice
The aliens have landed
but humanity's in a VR helmet
and haven't
notice
if you have noticed this notice
just to say
thanks for
noticing
if i lived forever
would i ever be happy
Angels shake their heads
while demons chorus tutting
if i could give a i wouldn't
Forcing my last breath as i spit at death
holding the grain by the grain
write in the wrong mind of frame
We of the ird
The abs of the bird
Cases full of knots and nuts
Put an m at the start of my ad
men until the until
Treeing out the wrong bark
Broke the Hatters favourite hat
he might be a little upset
Peoople is strange
When you are Strange
Error no such data
Wy do we need the h
Free with all my eeks
oddded an extra d
adde an negative d
Pecking at ever uliar
Arranged the d pacifically
Specifically specimen unspecified
A chain
Mis-----sing linked
Never blinked
cause i don't want to open my eyes
Categories:
tutting, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Tutting spuriously under one's breath
So as to express one's displeasure
Is hardly bound to inspire the congregation
Into thinking anything but if that's the
best response you've got or can come
up with
And why or how on earth would anyone want
To waste a single breath
Expressing or responding
Anything else but
Tutt-tutt right back at you
Categories:
tutting, slam,
Form: Free verse
Tutting. The old lady's switchblade. Like Moses she parts the youth creating a much justified path of way. Must be respected like an old antique. Manners are for the weak. Public transport is her domain.
Categories:
tutting, old,
Form: Free verse
There's the
Guy
In the corner
Strumming on his guitar
Singing of the
Good ol 2000's songs
Shaking his head
At the recent rap reps
The golden eyelet
Etched on
There's the emo girl
In all black
Tapping furiously
On her laptop
Emailing any
Cooperations
That would take her
Her sighs can
Be heard from the
Other side of the room
There's the dude
With the manbun
Tutting to the BGM
Muttering of
The Friday tiredness
Glasses hung low
On his eyes
The couple in the corner
Giggling ecstaticly
Sitting snugly
Sharing earphones
Gabbing
Of the dreams they seek for
Sweet high school
Innocence
Cigarettes burning out low
Feet out on the balcony
Overlooking
The sky full of stars
There's the salaryman
Sinking low into his
Wrinkled suit
Still in his twenties
Not wanting to go home
To sleep
And wake up to the
Same tedious routine
There's the girl
With the piercings
Smoking
Perfect rings
Lord of the rings
She smirks to herself
As she
Watches them
Slowly
Disappear
Into the air
Waiting to
See the
Soleil levant
Dripping of tequila
Categories:
tutting, deep, feelings, innocence, life,
Form: Free verse
Tommy’s having a meltdown
in the local supermarket aisle
I know his careworn mother
so greet her with a kind smile
Tommy’s cries are getting louder
and he throws himself on the floor
Amy ignores him to do her shopping
but hears folk tutting by the door
As Tommy looks like a normal child
folk cannot see that he’s autistic
They assume it’s bad parenting
their attitudes are far from altruistic
People prejudge, it makes me cross
they are narrow minded, it's their loss
2/27/19
Categories:
tutting, child, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Two giant turtles can find great love in a seventeenth century ornately decorated tea cup. With dips and whirls and prettily painted flowers. Placed on a white swirly iron table. Oh you great prison and fortress of man. How dare you put harnesses on free birds. How dare you cage the wanderings of the flocks. Yet some flocks are best cooped. They do and will not recognise the angle of an ancient sword. And a miller does not make bread with a tiny amount of flour. Floundering flying fishing fished flushing. And a mild curry. Star drop. Star starts. Ignition ignite ignoring *** bean pools point poop *** deliberation *** no haha today. *** fortifications ***
Categories:
tutting, bird,
Form: I do not know?
She did the washing e’vry Monday morn,
All fabrics sorted in different piles,
The wrung-out whites shone brighter than the dawn,
While flapping in the wind and sunshine smiles.
Dark blues that swish and swirl in the machine,
The Wrangler jeans worn on Saturday night,
And those frilly things that are only seen
Upon the washing line, hidden from sight.
Her tutting sigh - the fabric is too scant,
She looked at me with unbelieving eyes,
I’m folding up her bleached white bloomer pants,
No longer the child full of endless whys.
Yet still we sat drinking our cups of tea,
Some things never changed for my Nan and me.
Form: English Sonnet
Categories:
tutting, introspection, love,
Form: Sonnet
A dandelion crossed the line,
Announcing, "I'm no weed!"
A snooty jonquil tsked, tut-tutting,
And replied, "Indeed!"
The daffodils began to laugh,
The tulips joined their mirth;
For all the flowers knew their place
While rooted in the earth.
The gentle daisy, wild herself,
Took dandelion aside;
"No matter what the others say,
Your charms can't be denied.
Your golden yellow adds a dash
Of color to a garden
And if some snub your presence,
Answer back, 'I beg your pardon.'
Just tell them that your greens are used
To make a tasty dish,
And children pick your fuzzy forms
And blow to make a wish."
The dandelion straightened up
And nodded with delight,
For even if she was a weed,
Well, that would be all right!
Categories:
tutting, nature, daffodils,
Form: Rhyme