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Tilted: A Silly Haiku

Tilted, my left side dips, as my right side soars. Digging in, I take off. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019 P.S. Being a sillier than silly, Jay Cool absolutely does not have to stick to a 5-7-5 tradition. Image by Clker-Free-Vector-Images from Pixabay

Full Coverage: A Savvy Poem

Cover me up, he says Nothing short, nothing cropped, and nothing tight. Wanting to please, and wanting to cover up, to reserve myself – just for him, I buy it big and wear it baggy. Hold it in, he says. I told you, didn’t I? I told you not to show; to showContinue reading “Full Coverage: A Savvy Poem”

Assassin: A Savvy Tale

Sassy. Swinging her cloth bag, she saunters along the sauce isle, stopping only to grab her selection. Not Tesco tomato sauce, no – only the best for her (or for him)! Heinz it is. High sugar content needed. She pops the lid, peels back the silver seal, tips up the bottle, holds it highContinue reading “Assassin: A Savvy Tale”

Easter Sunday: An Offering

Inspired by my expanding collection of Folio books … Disclaimer: This post contains an image link to a Folio Society book available on Amazon. Should you choose to purchase the book, via that link, I will receive a commission at no extra cost to yourself. Mother’s at church. Sprogs are in bed. Hubby’s onto emailsContinue reading “Easter Sunday: An Offering”

Read Me: Reviews

Put it all out there, say the speakers, inspirationally, as they do. Put it all out there, because you never know. You never know who might be out there, browsing, searching, clicking, liking, and who, out of all the people out there might be the one – looking for something by you. WhyContinue reading “Read Me: Reviews”

Just Time

Just time. Just time in which to write. To write about having six minutes left. Six minutes left to write about something before midnight. Midnight or midlife, for me, the day is still young enough to take more of what I have to give to it – more of my thoughts about what itContinue reading “Just Time”

The Long Moment

Longing for a long moment to come to be shorter, he demands to know, ‘How long?’ and receives no reply, just the elongating sound of silence, stretching out, out and stabbing into his head, his thoughts, his freedom to remain encapsulated and undisturbed, and his freedom to be momentarily himself, a freedom now lost foreverContinue reading “The Long Moment”

Is this the time?

Is this the time? I ask myself. Is this the time to write my part? Am I too late to make my mark, to give up work and make a start? And, if I choose to make that start, will I finish before I part? Is there a time? I ask myself. A time toContinue reading “Is this the time?”

Carsuming

Your car consumes me. I get in and it rolls backwards down the drive before I’ve even shut the door, trying to take me with it, trying to swallow me, but failing. Failure rises up from the floor, trying to nip me, trying to grab another chance to mix me in with its tides ofContinue reading “Carsuming”

To Anna Soubry

‘heavy heart’ makes sad souls soar and pens glide with dreams re-opened Copyright owned by Jay Cool, February 2019 Image courtesy of Pixabay.com Poem composed in response to Anna Soubry’s resignation from the Conservative party, Tuesday 20th February, 2019.