Savvy Poem – Concrete

With morning sun lacking, I feel my morning enthusiasm pestering, wanting, wanting to relax, drift off,                        escape. Holding it back, keeping it reigned in, I order it to stay and I put it into words of concrete.   Copyright owned by The Silly-Savvy Salopian,…

Silly Poem – Everything

You don’t always get the thing that is everything, because the thing that is everything you already have. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2020 Image by Klaus Hausmann from Pixabay   Other posts by Jay Cool: Silly-Savvy Adventure – Chilton Cheer Savvy Book – The Last Savvy Comedy – Running Order

Silly Poem – Narcissistic Haiku

I watch as others look for love on an island smug in loving me. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019   Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay   Other posts by Jay Cool. Please read and leave a comment. 1: Lack-Lustre 56: The Morning After Real Life: Haiku Volition: A Savvy Poem

Something to Do

  Not knowing what to do is something worth living for. Is something – to do!   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019  Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay

Thursday Thoughts

On this day, this ordinary Thursday, I find myself stuck for inspiration. My head tells me to write about gripes and grudges – and all the grizzly gunge that grieves me, but I feel that such things, in the era of the mindful, would likely be minded, by those who mind a lot about the…

In the Fullness of My Mind

My mind being full, I am no less than its whole, and no more than that, there being no scope for overflow, no gutters, pipes or drains to wash away the fullness of me. There are, of course, fools with less, who will fear, always, the completeness of the fullness of the minds of the…

Mindfulness

My mind is full of the things I mind about, and I mind. Mind you, to have less in my head of the things I mind about would be to be something less than myself, and that I really would mind. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019 Image by cocoparisienne from Pixabay

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 forever…

Minpreself

Be mindful. Be in the moment. Live only in the present and  present yourself to the world. I present myself: a wonky mouth, a turned-in knee, a painful toe and a few grey hairs and I like it. And the books that surround me, piled up on desks, in tubs and in corners like what…

Mum of the Moment

‘Leafy scarf of Rust-Brown Silk’ by Jay Cool Grey-coated with leafy scarf of rust-brown silk and brooch of oyster pearls framing dark-brown curls, cycling over concrete of autumns gone. I see her. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2018