Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

Instant tattoo results from biting goal Score determined by flying ball Sore determined by shoulder hole Final price determining final fall.

The twit advised I tweet my dream & tweeps retweeting tweets will dream with me. But twitterly the birds would seem the only ones who heard.

Cheering the goal, I turned my eyes from the game. Looked back. Players all dark tattoed & strange & slowing down. It’s zombie football now.

He slouches underneath a tree/determined he to rest/& crouches sees a squirrel he/determines me to test/& I distracted by/succeed in neither

Bluebird winging singing bringing mercy see its feather flinging hope & free its music. Machiavellian, anon the archer bleeding blue & gone.

“I’m blue” sang the CD player, blue flowers like bad news on the doorstep, sender anon. Machiavellian dreaming I knew, he’s blue; he’s gone.

I’ll build a blue fountain To conquer your mountain Deliver me blue streams Of water, their seams Machiavellian dreaming To Porter-dark sea.