Rainbow Frowns: A Storm Poem

A response to BBC News (25 March 2020) reports about children, in the UK, displaying their rainbow artwork in their windows: symbols of hope during the Coronavirus pandemic.   Frowns stuck in windows dressed up colour palettes red, yellow, pink, green, orange and purple looking out at birds soaring in the clear-blue ceiling of an…

All Three of Me

Time is limited.  There isn’t much left of it, he said. Why then, at forty-nine has my life as myself only just started? And will the first year of my new beginning last until the end of time? Or, in the stretching, will it thin out – in the middle – with neither of the…

Struggling: A Pong with a Ping

Struggling to see the bar rising, I take a mallet and squish it down, hoping for a pingback.   Written by Jay Cool, in response to a descending staircase of viewings on her blog.   Image by Ulrike Mai from Pixabay

Hope: A Savvy Haiku

Old wishes blasted, threads of a future fancy hang on – hoping, still …   Copyright of poem, and photo, owned by Jay Cool, May 2019

Back and Out

  Boxed in. Your letters, your handiwork, your loving endearments, underlined with rage, with jealousy and possession. Sent to me, not to be uplifted, not to sit proud – up there on my shelf. Not that. Sent, instead, with intention; the intention to download, to crush, to weigh me down, to hold me in servitude…

Goddessed into 2019

Reluctant bridge crawls across from December into January failing to tip me off as the tips of my fingers reach     out    and   hold                 on s t r e t c h e d whole wholly reluctant full of holes and unretractable. Not for…

Sun-Fuelled on the A134

{Egged on by the rising sun, as I confronted the usual early-morning drive to work, on the A134, I felt the compulsion to capture my thoughts in words. Unfortunately, time and the expectations of others, did not allow me to stop by the roadside to take a photograph, or put pen to paper. But, the…