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Saved for a Purpose
In the usual scheme of things, I can’t say that I’m the biggest advocate of the ‘divine intervention’ concept. However, in this case, I make an exception. Confronted with scenes of intense and unrelenting oppression, so many of us choose to switch off, to avoid the uncomfortable. After all, there is nothing that we can do about it, is there? What will be, will be, so why engage with it and the…
Saved for a Purpose
In the usual scheme of things, I can’t say that I’m the biggest advocate of the ‘divine intervention’ concept. However, in this case, I make an exception. Confronted with scenes of intense and unrelenting oppression, so many of us choose to switch off, to avoid the uncomfortable. After all, there is nothing that we can do about it, is there? What will be, will be, so why engage with it and the…
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In Commiseration Of
Image by Peggy und Marco Lachmann-Anke from Pixabay All it takes for evil to flourish is for good people to do nothing. And here we are doing nothing. Doing nothing about. Trump. Doing nothing about. Allowing good people to be pushed, to be chained up, to be dragged away – faces to the ground. Allowing children to starve. Children to be imprisoned. Children to be shot at. Doing nothing…
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Flight
run when pursued by conclusions grasped by an abundance of wax filling in the voids within stacks of untruths shaped into realisation by sympathetic ears by Jay Cool, 12th April 2025
'The Woodbridge Buoys'
by Jay Cool, Jan 2025 With buoyant steps, I bounce along the banks of Deben as feeling but an ounce, I bumble into take-off with my chosen buoy, bobbing. Words & image by Jay Cool, January 2025
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'The Ballet Dancers'
‘The more you look at it, the more it comes to life!’ Shiny satin, glimmers from tarnished boards, a muscle, stretched, bursts from bulging calf, spill- ing into a shadow, as wings, lowered, sweep into mist and retreat. As sun-capped scalps open to new possibilities. By Jay Cool, 30th December 2024 Inspired by Edgar Degas’ artwork, ‘The Ballet Dancers’, as featured in ITV’s ‘My National…
Willing Participant
A willing participant, a cat chilling on your bed, brought down to take part in the festivities, to be stroked, watched, comforted and made to watch Vengeance Most Fowl. By Jay Cool, December 2024
Stare Back
Stare back, she says when I say, They keep staring staring at me looking round the corner being sneaky spying on me Who? she says. Children, strange children, children looking at me while I play. Children who want to play, she says. So, I stare back, I stare back and they run away. Gone, I say. It worked. I stared back and they ran. Thanks, Nan. She goes outside and the children are…
The Aftermath
Coffee table full of toiletries, chocolates and yesterday’s wine glasses, mine still half-full – zoned out of the festive mode somewhere around the half-way mark and snored my way through the final stretch to midnight only vaguely aware of the accompanying strums on my son’s electric guitar as he croaked out the last hits of a bygone band – The Beatles. Words & image by Jay Cool, 26th…
The Aftermath
Coffee table full of toiletries, chocolates and yesterday’s wine glasses mine still half-full – zoned out of the festive mode somewhere around the half-way mark and snored my way through the final stretch to midnight only vaguely aware of the accompanying strums on my son’s electric guitar as he croaked out the last hits of a bygone band – The Beatles. Words & image by Jay Cool, 26th…
The Aftermath
Coffee table full of toiletries, chocolates and yesterday’s wine glasses mine still half-full – zoned out of the festive mode somewhere around the half-way mark and snored my way through the final stretch to midnight only vaguely aware of the accompanying strums on my son’s electric guitar as he croaked out the last hits of a bygone band – The Beatles. Words & image by Jay Cool, 26th…
Woman on The Run
Man on the run, running as far as he can, into oblivion, forgetting all about, the woman, not the woman in his life, the woman as in all women, the woman that tries over and over to run from the man in her life. The band that ties her. By Jay Cool, December 2024 Inspired by Paul McCartney’s ‘Band on the Run’ song. Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay
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Every day's a Tet Day in Salop, as Jay Cool explores the literature of some of her Salopian ancestors.
Thinking
In a different life She would hold her own Be visible, viable and Verified. Not like now when she is different just for Thinking. By Jay Cool, Nov 2024 Image by 愚木混株 Cdd20 from Pixabay
Unleashed
I look at the word – unleashed – a synonym for going free-range or for freelancing it, for taking a run and jump, and unfettering oneself from the control and authority of anyone other than the thing that is the self or the core of whatever it is to be me. I mean to write about all of these things. But all I can think about is my shed. And all I can see is that same shed – leashed up by a…