Churning, whirring, refusing to settle for a new day; convincing itself it’s not that time quite yet. Not ready for things to come. Preferring the solitude of a zone still sleeping. Copyright owned by The Silly-Savvy Salopian, January 2020 Image by Wolfgang Claussen from Pixabay Silly Poem – Waiting Silly Poem – Late is LateContinue reading “Silly-Serious Poem – Stomach”
Category Archives: This Physical Thing
Savy Poem – Burnt Ice
As cold as cold, as hot as hot, shivering through and through, her skin burns to ice. Frostbitten and scorched, she rehatches. Copyright owned by Jay Cool Image by Tania Van den Berghen from Pixabay Silly Poem – Didn’t Silly Poem – Conwy Savvy Poem – Worthlessness
Savvy Poem – Enough
Reducing parts of myself to give the world more of myself, I find, when I look down at what’s left, there’s not enough left for myself, so I step out for a while to give the other half of me time enough to remind me that I am more than and noContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Enough”
Silly-Savvy Poem – Night Thermos
Never been much of a night owl until this night. On this night, tonight, I can’t sleep. On this night, it’s so warm, I can smell the burning of the January heat. On this night, I give up on the sleep and get up to follow heat to the kitchen. I smell the burning of crusts,Continue reading “Silly-Savvy Poem – Night Thermos”
Savvy Poem – Enhancement
Taking a chance, I burrow into the furrows of my freckle-spattered skin, digging out the white-grey hairs to display them, proudly, alongside any golden reminders of another me. There are so many versions of myself, in evidence still – each one as worthy of existence, as the one before that lingers, hanging onContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Enhancement”
Numinous: This Physical Thing
My stories are told from my toes; in the places between my joints, where vast expanses of sun-soaked-night sky are lit up by the flecks let loose from my mother bones; flecks, once broken, now holding their own – numinous. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019 Image by Johannes Plenio from Pixabay Please read moreContinue reading “Numinous: This Physical Thing”
The Drilling: A Short Story
Crouching below the window-sill, I knew I couldn’t be seen. I couldn’t be seen and neither could I see out. It was best that way. To give into temptation and take a glance out, out at what might be lurking beyond, would have been tantamount to sending out an invitation – an invitation toContinue reading “The Drilling: A Short Story”
Failing to Make The Crumble
Time cut short by a pinch, the butter, once destined for a child’s bag of ingredients, fails to make the crumble. And it s l i t h e r s down a kitchen cabinet, greasing a wooden door, and slodge-piling onto a vinyl floor, as a mother’s feet, weary from a once-broken toe,Continue reading “Failing to Make The Crumble”
Minpreself
Be mindful. Be in the moment. Live only in the present and present yourself to the world. I present myself: a wonky mouth, a turned-in knee, a painful toe and a few grey hairs and I like it. And the books that surround me, piled up on desks, in tubs and in corners like whatContinue reading “Minpreself”
Dobabod
It’s odd to have a bod. It’s not that it’s a bad bod. It’s just that it really is a bit of a to do to have to nod – at something so odd! Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019 ‘Man’ image courtesy of Prawny on Pixabay.com
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