Within these walls, find me, papered over with books. The walls of my life paper over me, lifting up my lining, and my lines, with pulp of mashed-up fiction, mostly read. And truths, mostly unread. More of all of it unread than read. Probably. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 14th October, 2019 Image…
Category: Silly-Savvy Poems
Jay Cool gets silly, and savvy, poeticisizing about: people, politics and the personal; and obsessing about: ageing, ancestors, mental health, Trump, freckles and moles, etc.
Savvily-Silly Poem – Prescient
And here, in the now, I present my present self to my self still to come. And here, in the now, I present my self still to come to my present self. Myself is the only present that I will ever require. Precious. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2019 Image by fancycrave1 from Pixabay…
Serious Poem – The Thread
Spiralling around the loop and going down it is nothing as long as you can thread yourself out of it again and again and again – until your head pops up for The Bite! Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2019 Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay Savvy Book – The Girl With…
Savvy Poem – Keeping Stum
A response to an article suggesting that staff at the BBC were told not to back Naga Munchetty, following viewer’s complaints about her jibe at Trump’s racist remarks. Do not talk to her. And do not discuss her disgust with the dissing. You must not disagree, disobey, or disappoint, unless you too want to be dissed…
Savvily-Serious Poem – Lift Lines
Inspired by the words of Christina Henry, in her novel, ‘The Girl in Red’: ‘.. a cloak made of tired that pressed down on her shoulders and made her neck droop.’ (p.32) And by my memory of lamp I once owned, in the shape of a lady wearing a crinoline dress – a lady whose undergarments…
Silly Poem – One In Before Midnight
Before Midnight arrived, I met the One, but, on the strike of 12, I fled, leaving behind not myself, but my shoe, complete with a note, saying ‘Do not pursue!’ And, after Midnight’s departure, I struck up with the next One. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 8th October, 2019 Image by Moshe Harosh…
Serious Poem – Forth From Afar
Feeling fear, I worry about my fearlessness, faring all that rolls forth from afar. Forthright, I go, floundering forward. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2019 Image courtesy of Pixabay.com Serious Poem – Tuesday Morning Savvy Tips – Net it! Savvy Book – The Legacy
Serious Poem – Tuesday Morning
Sun, brightness, clear mind. Bubbling up, I splash myself into movement – calling, bouncing, buoying others. Grabbing, peeling, wolfing banana maintenance. And oats to last. Stop, sit, stop, sink. Temple invasion. Oh. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 8th October, 2019 Image by Elena Tishkova from Pixabay Serious Poem – Monday Morning Savvy…
Serious Poem – Electrical Slices
Fifty, one-hundred, fifty, one-hundred, fifty, fifty, …. forgot WHOOSH! Electrical currents slicing through my head, down my middle, down to my toes, dizziness, spillages – milk, hot water, tea .. then … I remember, the thing I forgot … the thing I was trying to come off … Sertralin … Keep walking, don’t think, keep…
Serious Poem – Monday Morning
Inspired by a reading of Philip Larkin’s poem, ‘High Windows’, within his anthology of the same name, whilst struggling to come to terms with a Monday morning – helped, in part, by a pot of tea in a Waitrose cafe. Spilling milk, and feeling jugged, I gather up my teapot, spilling water – hot,…
