Composed whilst partaking of a recovery pot of tea in a Prado Lounge Café Bar. Banish the thoughts of others thinking. The only thoughts that matter are your own. Thoughts – for the taking. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2018
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Portrait in Middle Age
Inspired by portrait of a middle-aged gentleman, on display in a Prado Lounge Café Bar (artist’s name unknown by poet!). Portrait in Prado Lounge Café Bar, Suffolk (artist unknown) Sons born. Some gone. Dead. Daughters birthed, raised up, married, survived – or died in childbirth. Wife disillusioned, tired, but – still living. Job done. TimeContinue reading “Portrait in Middle Age”
Gainsborough’s Market
I catch a glimpse of Gainsborough’s knee. Brush and palette above it stand floating. Protruding. A man at war, with gun to kill – half-cocked – not ready. He hesitates a while – allows other men to do the job in hand. He watches, thinks, but feels unable to run. Feet frozen, tailcoat stuck. Committed.Continue reading “Gainsborough’s Market”
Falling Backwards
Felixstowe, Suffolk No. Not in this car. Not in an 1100cc Ford Escort. It’s not a hill we’ll ever make our way up to the front. Us kids in the back – we’ll fall back down, slip backwards – disjointed. Whilst our parents; our mother, and our father at the wheel carry on upContinue reading “Falling Backwards”
Botanist Approaching Fifty
‘Flowers in Hartlepool’ by Jay Cool Do a project, the teacher said. You can choose the title. Spend some time, just with your friend, reading books and writing. We collected books, ’bout every flower, copied, coloured, outlined them. About each flower, I remember nothing – no name, no colour, no hue. But, if I could,Continue reading “Botanist Approaching Fifty”
Hands
‘Handshake’ courtesy of Pixabay.com (Creative Commons) Take my hand in your hand. Hold it. Clasp it. Love it. Accept me. Love me. And be. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2018
Table 24
Stencilled on flowers. And a silver spoon. Scooping up the yolk from a golden flower. I feel the sun in my gullet, pick up my pencil and write. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2018
Lounge in Foliage
‘Floorboards in a Cafe’ by Jay Cool Green nail end. Paint splattered onto wood. Trees in foliage remembering life. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2018
Protocol Prison
Inspired by a portrait on display at a Prado Lounge Café Bar. Portrait in Prado Lounge Café Bar (artist unknown to author) Marbled fingers, pen in hand, barely gripped – just placed to sign. With inkless nib. Hands not his own – dummy’s hands, Top Shop hands. Wrists detached, concealed by golden-wrist watch. Arms thatContinue reading “Protocol Prison”
Sealed in at Wroxeter
Inspired by a visit to Wroxeter, home to some of my ancestors, in Shropshire (August 2018), and composed in a Prado Lounge Café Bar in Suffolk. Box Pews at a church in Selattyn, Shropshire Doors click open. Let me in and latch me in, keeping me seated. Listening. The Vicar steps up, announces himself, boxesContinue reading “Sealed in at Wroxeter”
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