I never mind them. Not much. And I don’t mind not minding them. Not at all. Why then, do they mind me not minding them? That, I mind! And is that wrong? No, not to my mind. As the only mind, to me, that I mind minding, is my mind. So,…
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Circle of Change: Haiku
She says ‘No!’ and it’s unexpected that she should think differently – it’s not part of the business plan of change – the re- turn to the start box. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019 1: Lack-Lustre Bummer: A Silly Poem Look at Zoos: Book Review Curlicues: A Savvy Poem…
56: The Morning After
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54: One More Day
I’m still here. And, still to come, is one more day of the day job. To make thoughts of tomorrow more palatable, I imagine a look-after-themself-only type being situated on a Subbuteo pitch. A large forefinger and thumb descend from on high. Flick. FliCK. FLICK. FLICK. The ball bounces off the goal post, pinging back…
46: Roman Remains
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36: Love Is
What is love, if not that feeling of elation experienced is one heeds the ‘stop’ sign for a moment (or lots of moments) and notices … … notices, the contrasting colours in the land where we stand? The flowers in our hedgerows: The leaves at our feet: The homes of our little folks: And…
Vestibule: A Savvy Poem
Making my entrance, I felt proud. I was in a trance, to be fair – a daydream! A dream in which I felt appreciated, a dream in which the face that looked like mine had a purpose. When the enchantment ended, I was loud. to be fair, then I was disturbed and –…
Exonerated: A Silly Poem
My ex – who I berated severely (the rat!) – was not, as it turned out, the one, but no, no, I will not say I hate him, as that would be to rate him; but neither is he now, or at any other time – exonerated! Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019 …
29: A Hat Day
What better thing to do on a windy and woefully wet Saturday, than a spot of hat modelling? One’s cluttered cloakroom shelf makes the ideal backdrop for the shoot! And, yes, I know it’s obvious that I’m doing my best to promote Suffolk Punch Comedy Club gigs, by wearing such a fabulous t-shirt!* But, I…
Happy Birthday: A Silly Poem
Feeling hapless on his Birthday, he was reluctant to eat the chocolate cakes that, courtesy of his colleagues, spelt out the Happy occasion. So instead, stalling for time, he sought to create an anagram, to rearrange the inevitable, before it’s consumption. But, Google being unable to deliver, all that he could come up with…
