Sitting on Saturday: Silly Poem

  To sit on a Saturday is a waste of today, So my hubby’s suggesting I go out and play, I think, it is great that he wants to make hay, but handed the mower, I tell him it’s ‘Nay!’   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019   Image by Pexels from Pixabay

Saturday Sauce: A Silly Poem

On this, such a fine day, I sat on a turd, feeling quite turgid and grey. It’s true that it really was quite absurd, to be morbid when so close to May. But the lovely Theresa, she tasted like curd, and it made me less shy, I must say! So, although you might think meContinue reading “Saturday Sauce: A Silly Poem”

Being Bad: A Good Friday Poem

Inspired by an unholy article … Being good on a Friday entails: stifling a yawn; washing up the dishes; mowing a parent’s lawn; reading an article called ‘I used to be a lesbian’ in a holy magazine; and deciding to be tee-total bore!   Being bad on a Friday entails: yawning with mouth wide open;Continue reading “Being Bad: A Good Friday Poem”

Boomerang Buns: A Hot Friday Poem

Inspired by the hot-cross bun that made me cross earlier, when it left a sticky residue on my fingers, that demanded to be washed off. The unwanted interruption forced me to abandon my laptop for five minutes! How inconvenient! Be they hot, or be they cross, they all say the same to me: Pick usContinue reading “Boomerang Buns: A Hot Friday Poem”

Flighty in Florida: A Silly Poem

Fuelled-up and fired-up, Trump falls to the floor, and soon finds his feet – for now he has four! Fluffed-up and fun-filled, he friends-up with Vlad fooling Melana that Vlad’s just a fad! Flighty in Florida, Mel wants her fill; unable to fake it, Trump becomes ill. Mel fancies the flop is linked-up with Vlad,Continue reading “Flighty in Florida: A Silly Poem”

Fluttery Outlines: A Savvy Poem

Fluttery outlines. Bits of me sticking out and waving around – getting in the way of people, like the flags of countries yet to be born, nagging and persistent, but held back, just for a little while, by the niggles of a half-born breeze.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019   Image byContinue reading “Fluttery Outlines: A Savvy Poem”

A Dotty Dance: Silly Questions

If eyes are hidden behind curtain of overgrown fringe, are they really there? If spots are hidden behind sheets of yellow-brown foundation, do they really exist? Or have the eyes, and the spots, departed from this world and entered another? Do they dance the tango together, in an alternative existence, in celebration of their dottyContinue reading “A Dotty Dance: Silly Questions”

Blood-Tipped: A Savvy Poem

    High forehead, raised eyebrow and eyes d r i l l i n g into the soul of the viewer; intelligent,  curious – perceptive, even? But smudge-tipped nose and smoky knuckles, reveal the barriers within – foggy knots blocking coherent thoughts, foggy knots struggling to hold together the blood-tipped soul of the sitter.Continue reading “Blood-Tipped: A Savvy Poem”

Descendant of the Generator

Inspired by the self help blog empress2inspire.wordpress.com’s affirmation to myself that ‘I am world-class & one of a kind’.   One of the world and one of a kind. What kind of a one am I, if my one face does not fit in the one world of my one life? Should my one ofContinue reading “Descendant of the Generator”