Silly Poem – Winter’s Approach

October cold nips at thighs and calves. I wrap them, tuck them in, try to be at one with the shape of my chair. It’s a swivel chair. Once shaped, will I be able to twist, turn and spin into takeoff? And, once airborne, will I be able to land? Or, will that be me…

Savvy Diary – The Torture

Just read a poem that arrived in my inbox, by Brandon Som. I struggled to follow many of the lines, as some were in languages other than English and, much to my shame, I am not even bilingual, let alone multilingual! Nonetheless, the following two lines stuck! Perhaps in the same way that a saw,…

Savvy Diary – Bottle of Wee

If the environmental issues featured in this post touch a chord with you, please also view posts by my fellow blogger The Wandering Ambivert. So I’ve given up the day job! But, almost a month into my sabbatical, how am I faring? Have a made a single penny out of my blogging? No. Have I written…

Silly Poem – Instant Soulmate

Stockwell & Co., tastes like bran, my instant soulmate – my coffee, my love!   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2019 P.S. I am not being sponsored by Tesco to promote this product, but they are welcome to send me a sack-load of the stuff, if they so insist! It’s great for the old…

Silly-Savvy Poem – Obedience

A response to the post ‘More Intelligent Species Tend to be More Obedient’ by Hamed M Dehongi. Obedience. Rules. Lies. Business? Disobey, disassociate and, from a distance – take a stance. Stand! Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2019 Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay Savvy Book – Giving a F**k Silly-Savvy Poem – Fully…

Silly-Savvy Poem – Fully Flipped

A response to First Date by Glenn Thomas. Full of it. Full of freedom and full of fear. Fear of going forward for fear of fluffing it. Freedom. Fullness. Fear. Full. Flip! Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September, 2019 Image by Iva Balk from Pixabay   Do read, like and comment on further posts by…

Silly Story – Meatup?

Meetup. There was something about the word that drew me in. Or, rather, something that drew my tongue out. Meetup. “Eat up!” my grandmother used to say. “Come on, eat up! I made it especially for you – it’s your favourite!” But I didn’t eat up. Instead, I put my feet up, up and onto…

Savvy Poem – Enhancement

  Taking a chance, I burrow into the furrows of my freckle-spattered skin, digging out the white-grey hairs to display them, proudly, alongside any golden reminders of another me.   There are so many versions of myself, in evidence still – each one as worthy of existence, as the one before that lingers, hanging on…

Savvy Poem – Rhyl

Grandness barred cut off from rewards and renovations.   Syringes injecting into the sandy grasslands the remnants of young lives attempted.   Young eyes ringed in dark shadows, seek change, asking – not hoping – for a chance.   Cashing themselves in for a second stab of the wire cutters, even as the maintenance guys…

Silly Poem – Dunderhead

Being under one’s head, one recognises a done deal, before even others have overheard the need for a dunderhead to do a deal with the dead, to prevent the dead doing deals from down under. And in recognition of that deal, a deal not done, but already dead, one finds one- self ready, already. Not…