Written in response to the UK government’s daily press briefing, 8th April 2020, as delivered by Rishi Sunak MP. Sir? Can you level with us, Sir? Can you spell out your intentions, guarantee retentions, put in more preventions, end asphyxiations, exceed our expectations? Can you, Sir? By Jay Cool, The Silly-Savvy Salopian UKContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Questions for Rishi Sunak”
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Storm Diary 6 – Boris
Wednesday 11th March 2020 Sick Sprog now has a hacking cough. Popped into Aldi, whilst on the Non-Sick Sprog school run, and was pleased to be coughed over by two ladies in the queue. Made a mental note not to apply for that Cashier’s job. Just how many customers have already coughed over the poorContinue reading “Storm Diary 6 – Boris”
Storm Diary 7 – Mountains
Thursday 12th March, 2020 This morning, reticent about a second encounter with the cough-all-over-everyone ladies of Aldi, I braved the alternative, and ventured into Tesco to seek out some Dettol Anti-Bac Spray. No Anti-Bac Spray left! Considered purchasing toilet rolls instead (still available!). But figured that, failing a very long stint of diarrhoea, I wouldContinue reading “Storm Diary 7 – Mountains”
Savvy-Storm Poem – Unable
Inspiration taken from the poem ‘Migration’ by Jenny George (Poem-A-Day website) Unable Red leaves assemble in the tree that licks the sky above my house long tongues wagging, pointing and gloating at me Now you know, they say. Now you know what it is, to be fixed, immoveable, and unable Continue reading “Savvy-Storm Poem – Unable”
Storm Diary 4 – Despair
Monday 9th March 2020 Middle Sprog – the sick one – very pleased to be off school missing his Maths mock exam; not so pleased about his sore throat. Another symptom of Coronavirus? Or does he know about my secret stash of lemon and honey lozenges? Who knows? NHS 111 is busy! Youngest Sprog notContinue reading “Storm Diary 4 – Despair”
Savvy-Storm Poem – An Unseen Enemy
Inspired by the poem ‘Knives Whistle’ by Sherwin Bitsui (Poem-A-Day website) A hand reaches to touch longing for a touch of the softness of others but finding only the air of nothingness withdrawing from reality the hand reaches for the hardness of all that is still left plug, switch, keyboard, touchpad, mouse finding onlyContinue reading “Savvy-Storm Poem – An Unseen Enemy”
Storm Diary 2 – Zealot!
Saturday 8th March, 2020 Sprog 2 woke me up at an unearthly hour (7.30am) to inform me that he felt dizzy and shivery. Self-isolation? Spent rest of the day being a zealot. Washed my hands – lots. Disinfected door handles, taps, switches, banisters, car keys, etc. – lots! Gave Sprog 2 strict instructions to stayContinue reading “Storm Diary 2 – Zealot!”
Storm Diary 1 – Pathetic?
Friday 6th March 2020 Panic buying. The new crime. As I stand in the queue at Sainsbury’s, I fall victim to the scorn of another shopper (a healthy-looking young man!) who’s sharing exchanges with the cashier about the stupid people who are choosing to stock up, in lieu of a Coronavirus lock-in. ‘Pathetic!’ agrees theContinue reading “Storm Diary 1 – Pathetic?”
Savvy Poem – Tangle Tight
Unravelling into middle age and out again. A ball of wool wound up tight, neat, fixed for a while. Catching, snagging, pulling, loosening and tangling. One great mass of stuff. Stuff to be pulled back in. Tight. Copyright owned by The Silly-Savvy Salopian, January 2020 Image by snd63 from Pixabay Silly Poem – ChristmasContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Tangle Tight”
Savvy Poem – Ash Portrait
Inspiration borrowed from ‘The Oval Portrait’, a short story by Edgar Allan Poe. I sit and, whilst sitting here, ripe, if not ready, for the coppicing, the length of the brush offers sparse protection against the swoop of desire. Later, during the sweeping, I will swipe myself back into the pith of the Ash.Continue reading “Savvy Poem – Ash Portrait”
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