‘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”
Category Archives: A Poem-A-Day Rip-Offs
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.
Existence
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com At night, I dive into whirlpools, slip-sliding and twizzling round and down, round and down, on pillow-seat into the depths and the coils of my mattress springs. At night, I spring into life, into my real existence, into my mortal world. If my mother were to meet me here, would sheContinue reading “Existence”
Unfathomable
‘Glass’ image courtesy of Pixabay.com Look into me and rejoice! I am like nothing you have ever fathomed – as sharp as a slosh of vodka, infused with a wonky frown. And there, from my core, gaze the bubbles of fizz; eyeballs that squint through the haze, as they hey-nonny-nonny out the depths of myContinue reading “Unfathomable”
Expiration
Expiration is not my desire. ‘Autumn Tree’ by Jay Cool To don an orange wig is not to wear a portent, or to be tree laden with oranges midst autumn leaves of speckled brown, muted tan or luminous yellow; a sign of the seasons, confused, muddled and merging into one. For years and years, IContinue reading “Expiration”
Audacious
‘Books’ image courtesy of Pixabay.com You need to start thinking, my good husband said. You must make a plan; you must think ahead! All of those books that you know you possess The kids will not want them – they’ll just make a mess! I realise he’s right, and I do start to think. HowContinue reading “Audacious”
Eggshell
‘Hand’ image courtesy of Pixabay.com Let me go to the window Where the rainfall sloshes from joint Of broken pipe Down eggshell-cracked rendering Of outer wall Let me feel a little life Where my teardrops slip-slide from whites Of bloodshot sight Down eggshell-cracked rendering Of outer skin Give me a lover O you gods thatContinue reading “Eggshell”
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