The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Second Happiest

If this is the second happiest place, then where is the first? And surely, then, if there is a first, there must be a first star, and, above that, a first double-star. To my mind, that makes Babergh the fourth happiest place. What the papers don’t say, however, in courtesy to Babergh,Continue reading “Second Happiest”

Gaslit

Gas attempts to infiltrate via the gaps between flashes of my thoughts, gut the gaps, being gaps, are gapless. Gas, failing to infiltrate, instead up ……………… and I shine across ————————–> borders. me lights Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019 Image by calimiel from Pixabay

Roller Coaster Toxicity

Twenty-three years of riding, elevated up and dropped right down; in the twenty-fourth year, I go coastal, and the sand in my bucket maintains my shape. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019 Image by stokpic from Pixabay

Savvy Poem – Hands in My Pockets

Inspired by a fellow-blogger’s post. ‘Take your hands out of your pockets,’ she barks, pocket-like. ‘Stand up straight and don’t slouch!’ Alarmed, my hair stands up, shock-like. Fearful, my stomach shrinks into itself and my shoulders roll, as my eyes fall out of their sockets and bounce onto the classroom floor. My hands become awareContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Hands in My Pockets”

In the Fullness of My Mind

My mind being full, I am no less than its whole, and no more than that, there being no scope for overflow, no gutters, pipes or drains to wash away the fullness of me. There are, of course, fools with less, who will fear, always, the completeness of the fullness of the minds of theContinue reading “In the Fullness of My Mind”

Feet Filling

Sound squealing into his head, drowning out all sense of self and beingness; he lies on his back, sticks his feet up and into the sound, into the squeal, seeking to fill up some of the space of sound with the bones and flesh of toes, soles, tendons and heels, that may, or may notContinue reading “Feet Filling”

Not Nothing

We bat away the fog and walk through onslaughts pulling out the arrows and battling on, knowing that to stand by and to say nothing, in the knowledge of the wrongs committed by those who know everything, but see nothing, would be wrong, even thoughContinue reading “Not Nothing”

Misalignment

Has to be someone who won’t toe the line; someone with a brain that won’t align its views and ambitions with those in time who see a ladder and recklessly climb. Who is that someone who will not follow fish hijacking views not easy to swallow? Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019Continue reading “Misalignment”

Today: A Poem Inspired by Matt Haig

Disclaimer: If you choose to purchase, via the link to Amazon, the book associated with this poem, I will receive a commission – at no cost to yourself. Today. Today, as I await my special breakfast, my special for-being-a-mother breakfast, I will read all of the books I bought yesterday – well, perhaps just oneContinue reading “Today: A Poem Inspired by Matt Haig”

Mindfulness

My mind is full of the things I mind about, and I mind. Mind you, to have less in my head of the things I mind about would be to be something less than myself, and that I really would mind. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019 Image by cocoparisienne from Pixabay