Savvy Poem – Nothing Illegal

  ‘Nothing illegal here, mate!’ he declares, as he passes a clear-plastic sandwich bag over to a consort. The bag, of course, containing a quantity of white powder, on full view for all passers by. The lad, of course, containing a head stuffed full with similar bags of white powder, where once sat a brain,…

Circle of Change: Haiku

  She says ‘No!’ and it’s unexpected that she should think differently –   it’s not part of the business plan of change – the re- turn to the start box.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019   1: Lack-Lustre Bummer: A Silly Poem Look at Zoos: Book Review Curlicues: A Savvy Poem…

Norma: A Savvy Poem

  I prefer not to be called Norma, in that I am not, to you, normal. My normalities, it’s true, are your abnormalities, which means that I am not, in truth, normal – to you! To me, though, to be abnormal – to you – is to be my kind of normal. And my kind…

Exonerated

False. All made up. All made up and fixed up. All the words that blow out of my mouth. All bubbles, airborne and popping, leaving nothing. No untruths, no fairy tales, no collaborative cock-up with Putin. All filled up, popped up and emptied, I leave you with my nothingness. An empty space –     …