January slumps, grumping and grumbling at lives struggling against the tumble. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2020
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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-Savvy Adventure – The Chilton Underground
Amazing how everyday I find something special about Chilton. Who would have thought it must be possible to run out of surprises in such a small area – but seemingly not! Today, I find myself wading through rivers of mud on a WWII airfield. Muddy, or not, I’m reasoning I should make the most of…
Silly-Savvy Adventure – Chilton Cheer
What to do when the weather affects your mood? It’s dull, cloudy and drizzly, and I’m feeling it. My cliff-top cave has a tendency to be damp and dreary, even on the sunniest of days – it’s windows being North-East facing – so the morning is as dark as dark gets. So what do I…
Serious Poem – Doubts
Doubts in my head – I beat them away, tell them to go, but still they come back, so I push them, throw them, blow them until they pop and with clear head, I know there’s time, still, to get on. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2020 Image by Kira Hoffmann from Pixabay …
Savvy Poem – I See Them
Inspired by Willa Cather’s novel, ‘My Antonia’. I can see them now although I’d rather not. Why then, do I see them and what they are? Now. When really right now I would rather not. See. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2020 Image by skeeze from Pixabay Other posts by Jay…
Silly Poem – Nurse My Toe
Inspired by fellow redhead, Fergie, and by Walter de La Mare’s poem, ‘Mistletoe’. Sitting under the mistletoe, I pause a while to nurse my toe. I know I cannot not ease the pain, indeed it drives me quite insane, But if, by chance, I get a frog – it’s just the tip that needs a…
Savvy Poem – Cruel Comfort
Inspired by the poem ‘Little Tree’ by e e cummings. How could I hope to comfort you? You with your feet hacked off, your roots left behind – left behind to be nourished – fed by your mothers and aunts, by those unwilling to let go of the remnants of an existence that once…
Savy Poem – Burnt Ice
As cold as cold, as hot as hot, shivering through and through, her skin burns to ice. Frostbitten and scorched, she rehatches. Copyright owned by Jay Cool Image by Tania Van den Berghen from Pixabay Silly Poem – Didn’t Silly Poem – Conwy Savvy Poem – Worthlessness
Savvy Poem – No Longer Relevant
Relevant no longer, and no longer relevant, I revel in the moment of a truth accidentally spoken, feeling all the weight of me lifted; lifted up and taken away by the accident of a truth, at last now spoken – my irrelevance having in that moment, at last, become relevant. Copyright owned by Jay Cool,…
