Scrunch Disgust. Scrunch. Wrinkle. A mistake, a mere typo, a masterpiece, rejected by its author, scrunched up tight and thrown at Unwashed hair, with frizzy ends and greasy roots, scrunched up into a top-knot to A scrunched up nose, wrinkled, its wearer`s disgust disguised by And all of it with no need for any ofContinue reading “Scrunch”
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Total Lockdown – A Poem
Locked in. Sprogs at school. Hubby at work. All breathing, mixing, inhaling. And all due to return soon. And here I am. A mum locked in. A sitting duck. Waiting. As always. Copyright owned by Jay Cool Image by Manfred Richter from Pixabay
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
Prosecco Rain – A Savvy Poem
(Contains a Waterstone’s link to an associated book, for which, if you choose to buy, the author of this post will receive a small commission.) Prosecco Rain The soft fizz of Prosecco rain at last blocks out the rumbles of a stationary engine left r u n n i n g, grumbling, stuttering and stumbling,Continue reading “Prosecco Rain – A Savvy Poem”
Watery Stockpot
Lost in the post. Stockpiled. Flavourless. Stock. Water. Without substance. Stockless. Less. Lost. Nothing. Hungry families. By Jay Cool, September 2020
Popping Bubbles – A Lockdown Poem
Meandering. Dodging people. Stepping back. Avoiding those who’d plough into and through me, given half the chance. But I’m chancing nothing. If Covid is a myth, then so is my existence. It’s dodge ’em or POP GONE! Copyright of poem owned by Jay Cool, 19th September 2020 Image by Robert Armstrong from Pixabay Please visitContinue reading “Popping Bubbles – A Lockdown Poem”
Provocation – Savvy Poem
Unprovoked, I annoy, offend, am targeted. For the essence of difference that is different. For thinking. Provocatively. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2020 Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay
Driving Through Foliage
Driven on, and driving, through things still growing, I reflect on the shortness of what it is to be me, An illusory span of meness, contracting, shrinking – inches becoming centimetres becoming millimetres becoming nothingtres as the concept of me is consumed by the foliage that carries on growing, bending – homing in on theContinue reading “Driving Through Foliage”
Savvy-Storm Poem – Priorities
This poem is based on a painting I created during the Coronavirus lockdown – as, unable to go beyond the boundaries of my family and garden and home, I sought to marry up the mish-mash of colours outside and within. Priorities Locked in, I find myself, in the place that is the part ofContinue reading “Savvy-Storm Poem – Priorities”
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