Prado Lounge, Sudbury. Great place for some me-time. Me-time much needed after a hectic Christmas and New Year. Two weeks of non-stop sorting, cleaning and recycling to clear away the debris from the previous Christmas (yes, I did find a bauble from last year’s tree still under the settee!), before the guests arrive (returning prodigalContinue reading “Silly-Savvy Diary: Me-Time in Prado”
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49: Sad
Disclaimer: If you decide to purchase a featured product, via one of the image links, I will receive a commission from Amazon at no extra cost to yourself. Seven working days to go and they ain’t half dragging! Sure, a part of me is sad – I have been in this job for twenty-three yearsContinue reading “49: Sad”
Mountains of Moments
Mountains upon mountains of clothing, moments of a life mounting up in my lounge. We trundle up the mountains paths, my daughter and I, leaving our footprints in the rubble, seeking to pick apart the pieces, to pull away the threads the threads that hold together the fabric of a childhood past. MomentaryContinue reading “Mountains of Moments”
Savvy Poem – Outsourced
‘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
Cousins
Inspired by a family get together! Cousins catching up, chatting, comparing. Shoulders not yet on a level. But getting there. Next time. Next year. Maybe. Copyright of text, and photograph, owned by Jay Cool, September 2018
Death at Christmas
The tree is up and the lights are on The glow is bright and warm But I feel cold The tree is real, not a plastic job The colour is green, but parts are yellow and the ferns are falling The glow may be bright But theContinue reading “Death at Christmas”
Revisiting a Childhood Home
The smell of sleeping mouths hanging wide open; damp fumes spreading. A pair of shoes with black melted plastic soles sizzling next to the fire. A panting beast – it’s dreams interrupted with the occasional snore – with bottom parked on singed shoes. A pair of red ankles emerging from beneath theContinue reading “Revisiting a Childhood Home”
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