Remain

Private Eye’s up for stockpiling, bog roll and tinned sardines – so hard to keep on smiling, with Tories such machines   that May just keeps on ranting (she’s sticking to her guns) and won’t admit lamenting, the ones who had the runs.   No hope of her resigning (she’s far too fond of mules),Continue reading “Remain”

On the Day that May Listens

  I will dive into a small gathering of Independents, I will spread out amongst them, filling in the gaps with my thoughts and my opinions, that will be shared and listened to, along with theirs. I will be the glue that, when baked, rises and spills over, spreading the sweet taste of freshness farContinue reading “On the Day that May Listens”

I think, therefore I …

If I say what I think, I make you all cross. If you say what you think, your face lights up. Why, then, I think, should we not all say what we think? I think it, but I don’t say it. To say what I think would make everyone cross. Crowds of people, lit facesContinue reading “I think, therefore I …”

It’s time to guide our daughter, and our grandchild, home …

Indeed it is ‘heart-breaking’. Populist British newspapers have lost sight of the fact that Shamima Begum was a child when she made the decision to join ISIS. British children are not allowed to vote until the age of 18, are not allowed to marry (without parental permission) until 18, and cannot leave the institution ofContinue reading “It’s time to guide our daughter, and our grandchild, home …”

To Anna Soubry

‘heavy heart’ makes sad souls soar and pens glide with dreams re-opened   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, February 2019 Image courtesy of Pixabay.com Poem composed in response to Anna Soubry’s resignation from the Conservative party, Tuesday 20th February, 2019.  

Half-Born

Inside my outer layer is a little girl, another version of myself, being half-born again and again, never quite making it to the outside – just hesitating, just thinking about it; mulling it over, before … burrowing back in.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, February 2019   Image courtesy of Pixabay.com   Inspired byContinue reading “Half-Born”

Steal a sentence!

Okay, so you heeded my advice in the post ‘Grab a Word!’ Success? Need to move on to bigger things? Then, I offer you the sentence. And, for those of you who protest that: Be quiet! And don’t speak until spoken to! Because, whereas it can be the case that less is more (and, admittedly,Continue reading “Steal a sentence!”

Exposure

Sweat clams up my facial pores, drowning my being in a deluge of fast-playing age, like a sweaty-sibling’s palm, it taunts me, blocks my immediate vision and blurs out the splayed-out fingers on its periphery. Its a winter midnight but, even so, I fling off my summer-togged duvet, and sit up – abruptly; willing myContinue reading “Exposure”

Swallow and Spit

  If I swallow myself, will I forever preserve all of the books I have read and not read? If the read books go straight through me, will the not-read books be digested slowly? If the words are sifted and sorted into the ordered files of my inner being, can they be mixed up; mixedContinue reading “Swallow and Spit”