A poem inspired by Boris Johnsons Brexit negotiations, as reported by, BBC2 Newsnight, 10 December 2020. Looking at where I am, I find myself at a dinner table, in Brussels, and devoid of the anticipated fish dinner, feeling downbeat, hungry, full of regrets and with just three weeks to go before my people, The British,…
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Of Most Concern
Of Most Concern It concerns me, mostly, that of most concern is my concern that most of us have no concern for the concerns of others whatsover, insomuch as that, mostly, most of us have no concern whatsoever about being the cause of those concerns. And that really does, and inordinately so, concern me. Copyright…
`Measly, Nasty Cut`
‘Measly, Nasty Cut‘ With ease, he calls it measly, a nasty, nasty cut, but how can a cut be measly, when a cut is a lot less than a gash? Copyright of poem owned by Jay Cool, November 2020 Written in response to a response (quoted from a guest on Channel 4 News, 7pm, Nov…
A Different Way
A Different Way Looking for a way through, she sees a Different sign beckoning pointing showing her the way to go the right way for such as she is the right way for the different but it looks busy too much traffic people crowding, following, trampling over each other in their eagerness to be the…
Test, Track & Trace – Poem
Test, track and trace. A world-beating toddle along. As casual as you like. Slow, even. A wabble. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, November 2020 Image by kinkate from Pixabay
Stumped – A Lockdown Poem
Stopped. Stopped, stopped and more stopped. Standing still, stalling and stumped. Is this me, starting again? Copyright owned by Jay Cool, November 2020 Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
Savvy Poem – Tangle Tight
Unravelling into middle age and out again. A ball of wool wound up tight, neat, fixed for a while. Catching, snagging, pulling, loosening and tangling. One great mass of stuff. Stuff to be pulled back in. Tight. Copyright owned by The Silly-Savvy Salopian, January 2020 Image by snd63 from Pixabay Silly Poem – Christmas…
Savvy Poem – The Reassembling
Inspired by a sentence borrowed from Tim Winton’s ‘Cloudstreet’:’Clean and new, that’s what I want.’ (p.330, 1991) Old and scratched, worn out and worn by others, by the ghosts of people who once were, and still are, of the people who still live on in bits of me. And I make my own scratches, my…
Silly Poem – Late is Late
Late is late and once late there is nothing to be done about it – nothing that can be undone; there it is stuck out there all on it’s own LATE. Copyright owned by The Silly-Savvy Salopian, January 2020 Image…
A Something Poem – January Blues
January slumps, grumping and grumbling at lives struggling against the tumble. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2020
