Quotidian: A Savvy Poem

I am, they say, bland. Bland, ordinary, everyday – drab! Being drab, I land in a bland sort of way – as a tiny ripple, barely noticeable, until – swept up by invisibility, my everything becomes your everything: greedy, ravenous,┬ádestructive and DELICIOUS.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019   Image by Dina Dee…

A Second Referendum

Image courtesy of Pixabay.com ‘twould open up a deep rift, deep, deep as the deepest sea, and great swathes of sentient beings, ‘twould be swept up into a humungous tidal wave, ripped apart from Corbyn, for ever more, more, more … until …. a great sandstorm would blow in from Europe, falling, deep, deep, into…