Shrivelled

I shake off the lines that led me to this point, and, in the aftermath, I feel the smoothness of the surface of myself, whilst considering whether I really know where the point is. Is it at the sharp tip of my artist’s B pencil? Is it at the tip of my Hubby’s Roman beak?…

Chronoclastic

Time crushed into a Friday night, knowing that, on Saturday, one has to start thinking about structure – about the starters, mains and plenaries, the beginnings, middles and endings, that will form the basis of the plans, that, on Sunday, you will churn out, ready for the weekday lives that you are expected to give…

Mind

  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,…

Decommissioned: Haiku

We’ve done what we can, but … we can no more control you than abandon.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019   Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay   Other posts by Jay Cool. Please read and leave a review. 55: Finiarted 21: Daredevil Dinah 12: Clean Oven A Recent View: A Silly…

Narcissist: Haiku

I watch as others look for love on an island smug in loving me. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019   Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay   Other posts by Jay Cool. Please read and leave a comment. 1: Lack-Lustre 56: The Morning After Real Life: Haiku Volition: A Savvy Poem

Real Life: Haiku

At forty-nine, I start my real life – the one I was born to live.     Copyright owned by Jay Cool,  July 2019   Please read and comment on other posts by Jay Cool: 1: Lack-Lustre 55: Finiarted Time to Say Goodbye The Undertaking: Book Review Outstanding

Edges

  The edges of me have holes in. Gaps in the fortifications, making it easier for you – to ping your view of me, into the spaces, thinking to make your mark, but I’ve played your table games before, in other places, with other players, and your view of me, pings back, at you –…

The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake: Book Review

Disclaimer: If you purchase a featured book, via the image links below, I will receive a commission from Amazon at no extra cost to yourself. Are you so in tune with the emotions of the people around you that you suffer from extreme anxiety? It’s bad enough to come over in all-consuming waves of worry…

Ruminating

  It’s a rum old deal, to have to empty out, because, as thoughts do intrude and escalate, I keep on writing – and I start to deflate! But, the wind is so loud, when the last does escape that, at that very point – I terminate.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019…

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 –…