Written in response to How to Navigate a Midlife Career Transition: One Day at a Time. As we approach fifty, or accelerate past it, we represent a resistance to ‘change’ movement in the workplace. The reality is that we have had plenty of years in which to witness the same so-called ‘changes’ having been tried outContinue reading “Savvy Article – The Resistance”
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Savvy Book – Pure
Sure, Julianna Baggot’s ‘Pure’ may well be a post-apocalyptic novel centering around the adventures of four knife-wielding teenagers but, to me, as a very-much-in-the-present-middle-aged-and-stressed-out mother, there is much I can relate to. Imagine this scene: You have lost your grip over your teenage sprogs, who have abandoned ship. You were rather hoping that, once settled,Continue reading “Savvy Book – Pure”
Savvy Poem – Worthlessness
Am I worth less than a life that is half my age? If that is the case, then why do they double me up, paying me twice as much as my younger self, only to then let go of my worthlessness – to save themselves from the cost of my pricelessness? Copyright owned by JayContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Worthlessness”
Savvy Poem – Shrivelled
I shake off the lines that led me to this point, and, in the aftermath, I feel the smoothness of the surface of myself, whilst considering whether I really know where the point is. Is it at the sharp tip of my artist’s B pencil? Is it at the tip of my Hubby’s Roman beak?Continue reading “Savvy Poem – Shrivelled”
Savvy Poem – Snowdon’s Foot
Vertical. Vertical does not go with vertical. Turning back, I stick to ground level. My right foot being crook, I remain at one with the foot of Snowdon. Pressure. Pressure is a cure for the pain. I apply it, settling myself down upon the arch of Snowdon’s foot, hoping to stunt the flowContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Snowdon’s Foot”
Savvy Poem – Nothing Illegal
‘Nothing illegal here, mate!’ he declares, as he passes a clear-plastic sandwich bag over to a consort. The bag, of course, containing a quantity of white powder, on full view for all passers by. The lad, of course, containing a head stuffed full with similar bags of white powder, where once sat a brain,Continue reading “Savvy Poem – Nothing Illegal”
Savvy Poem – Towyn
Block upon block of blocks Blocking the view of the blocks that front up to the sea that was the sea before it became the block that stopped the girls of this town from drifting away from the block-headed boys they did not choose to be blocked in by – the boys with the bagsContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Towyn”
Silly Poem – Conwy
In the smallness of it, I lift up coffin lid and hide in the spaciousness of all that is mine for keeps. As, in grandeur, my ancestor, Edward I, looks down from his castle tower, perusing all that is his, whilst longing for his own little place in which to be. Copyright ownedContinue reading “Silly Poem – Conwy”
Savvy Poem – Rhyl
Grandness barred cut off from rewards and renovations. Syringes injecting into the sandy grasslands the remnants of young lives attempted. Young eyes ringed in dark shadows, seek change, asking – not hoping – for a chance. Cashing themselves in for a second stab of the wire cutters, even as the maintenance guysContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Rhyl”
Savvy Poem – Port Dinorwic
A shadow of a boy hazy slings slate to the seas skimming off only the scum of a slither of a second. A scene snapped. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, August 4th, 2019 Savvy Diary – The Torture Savvy Article – Boris & Donald Savvy Book – Fuse
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