Savvy Poem – Cruel Comfort

Inspired by the poem ‘Little Tree’ by e e cummings.


How could I hope to comfort you?

You with your feet hacked off,

your roots left behind –

left behind to be nourished –

fed by your mothers and aunts,

by those unwilling to let go

of the remnants of an existence that once

was you.

Whilst I?

I have nothing to offer you

by way of sustenance – just

cruel heat,

toast, and



Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2020

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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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