Silly Poem – Downing It

Drowned,

presumably.

Drowned in thoughts of my own making, as I

down my all, circling around the world, without ever getting

to the top of it;

instead, being sucked

right into it.

Right into it and down.

All the way down.

Right the way down and

all the way through its middle.

 

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 3rd January, 2020

Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

 

Silly Poem – I write, therefore I am not.

Savvy Book – The Last

 

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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