The Man That is Me

The Man That Is Me Double-crumpled into U-bend,I find the man that was me,still is me – and with boots, rope and crampons –as keen as ever,I pull me up my neck and spine, finding my growing knobbles and sinking crevices peakingand troughing – perfectly purposed! Passing over the plateau of myself, I plant aContinue reading “The Man That is Me”

Territorial

Fearless, oblivious, free from awareness of the gaze of the camera lens, it checks out it`s territory for intruders that matter.   Copyright of text and photograph owned by Jay Cool, 6th September, 2021 Please read, enjoy and review further posts by Jay Cool:   Mutation Microspread

A Nodding Acquaintance

He nods. She nods back, unsure. Does he know her? Does she know him? He looks familiar, doesn`t he? Still, she`s not sure. Still, she would feel better, more certain, if only, he had left her with – before he passed on by – sure, if only he had left her with the surety ofContinue reading “A Nodding Acquaintance”