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,…

Silly Poem – Didn’t

Inspired by Jessica Rae Bergamino‘s poem ‘Did Rise’.   Didn’t get there in time. Didn’t get finished. Didn’t perfect it. Didn’t quite do what others seem to do wholly all of the time. Didn’t anybody else, ever, in the whole of human existence ever get any didn’ts? Don’t get it! Don’t get it at all!…

Silly-Savvy Article – A Word For 2020

A word. According to Sheryl , author of The Creative Life, us writing folk should all pick our own unique word to guide us through the coming year. I’m not entirely sure I want to be rushed on through to 2021 at any great speed. It’s one thing knowing that in 2020 I turn fifty! Fifty!…

Silly-Savvy Questions: Fifty Doubled

This year I will reach the grand old age of fifty. Double fifty, makes one hundred, doesn’t it? This week I have averaged at fifty daily views on my blog. Do I have to be one hundred years old to achieve one hundred? Do I really have to wait that long? Okay, so the last…

Savvy Poem – Old Towns Cry

Towns. New towns. Telford. A new town crushing the old. Dawley? Madeley? Both gone. The people? New. Brought fresh in. Fresh in from London. Fresh in, complete with new blood, still to be spilled over. Spilt blood in Shropshire’s fertile fields. Fresh growth. Potentially.   Instead, yellow bricks and concrete slabs, stained blood-red pink with…

Savvy Letter – Dear Dom (Again)

Dear Dom, Yes, it is me again! Me, Jay Cool! And yes, I know that you gave me the sack before I even got the job, or for that matter, before I even received a response! And, yes, I know that you haven’t had time to read my application letter yet, hence the prematurely-premature sacking….