By
Stephen Philip Druce
Sea Creature Disco
Subterannean beasts punch liquor
ash tribes to flash droplet
in thunder bone caper and groove,
to skinny-bloom jewel-flaked rhythms
of the bubble-glide, the toe-drumming one eyed,
the pedalling fizz – the monotony freak fish
in glitterball gibberish,
as flesh lanterns glisten –
the lancing rays – the feather spew,
the shuffle snakes dance in the smoke
of the crumbling skeleton crew,
and hollow mutterings in sea bed fleets,
are the shipwrecked skulls that nod
to the swallowed beats.
Sugar River
Fish shaped sweets
and sticky treats
swim in a current jam,
sherbert swans save
drowning bon bons,
in rapids of cake and marzipan,
there’s gingerbread fisherman
with rods of candy sticks,
that cast their lines of liquorice lace
in a whirlpool of pick and mix –
driftwood tarts and pastry parts
float in a stream of fizzy pops,
as jelly babies row in custard boats
with oars of strawberry lollypops,
through trifle rums – ice cream runs,
biscuit crumbs and runny yum-yums,
meander splash the chocolate muds,
in a caramel of lashing floods,
and riverbanks – they brace and quiver,
but love the taste of the sugar river.
I ENJOYED,