‘House’, Pixabay.com So strange that from my womb you birthed before you ran into the womb of friends – cushioned up by their company, as you return to your once-was home – fleeted and flitting. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019 Inspired by ‘Pieta’ by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Goddessed into 2019
Reluctant bridge crawls across from December into January failing to tip me off as the tips of my fingers reach out and hold on s t r e t c h e d whole wholly reluctant full of holes and unretractable. Not forContinue reading “Goddessed into 2019”
Brushed Up
‘Sunflower’ courtesy of Pixabay.com A sunflower life reaching up to the highest point before falling back down again and being painted back up to balance of the tips of a brush. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019 Inspired by ‘Death to Paint Us’, by J. Michael Martinez.
Yoked
‘Egg’ courtesy of Pixabay.com Yoked by a runny egg at its core a lost eye a beak blunted by your desire for happiness. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019 Inspired by Ada Limon’s poem, ‘Publicity’.
The Last Cucumber from my Fridge
‘Cucumber’ courtesy of Pixabay.com If I sliced it into twenty slivers and sliced each sliver into a sluice of a slush I would no longer have a cucumber Just a soup that once consumed would slither through my inners and slip out into the sewers sloppy Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019 Inspired byContinue reading “The Last Cucumber from my Fridge”
Mango Bubbles
‘Bubbles’ courtesy of Pixabay.com The conception of bubbles Mango masses for ever Forever bubbles that pop and disappear into old age One-off bubbles momentary Did I dream them up? Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019 Inspired by the poem ‘Hair’, by Franciso Aragon
A New Year Queue
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com How can I shout my thoughts to the world, when trapped in my passage is something unfurled? Christmas is over – that much is true, so why can’t I shift, then, my arse off the loo? Year’s not done – I must see the end – so where is the bogContinue reading “A New Year Queue”
The Flood
The floods are coming to mark an end to my break – to dream days in my terraced cabin. I heed the neighbour’s warnings and move on out, lingering on wood-slatted patio – watching the last one leave. Still time, I think, to step back in – still time to gather up my things –Continue reading “The Flood”
Christmas Meltdown
‘Sleepy Sitter’ by Jay Cool How ’tis to be – by soft brush swiped with chocolate shades of Christmas; to feel one’s cheeks, once so milk-white, wiped out – by melted orange? Copyright owned by Jay Cool, December 2018 Inspired by the poem ‘False but Beautiful’ by John Rolin Ridge.
Profit Clamping
‘Empty Car Park’ image from Wikimedia.commons Ex policeman’s on his rounds, prowling Aberystwyth’s grounds. He’s sniffing through the inner zone; he wants to catch you all alone. Dare you break the madman’s rules? Don’t you go and break his tools. Better get your permit out – save yourself without a shout! If you wantContinue reading “Profit Clamping”
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