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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

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'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…

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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

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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…

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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…

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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…

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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…

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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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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

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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…

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Winkleman v. Wall @ Ipswich Town FC

Suffolk Punch Comedy Club, a stand-up event on 20th July 2023 @ ITFC The official blog by freelance creative, Jay Cool So excited. Nothing kick-starts the old motor quite like punch after punch after punch of high-speed witticisms by Suffolk´s finest and funniest. Take Louie Green, the top-rated compere with a talent for identifying and uprooting the most reluctant of participants. Don´t let…

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All is This

This is all. All is this. This is. All. Image & text by Jay Cool, March 2023

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Rebuff

Rebuff A thread ⬇️

They had nothing to do with each other. Not really. Nothing in the way of communication passed between them, although one, it could be argued, was a regular guest of the other. Not by way of invitation; but more in the way of a gatecrasher. Although to use the word gatecrasher might seem to imply intent on the part of the visitor and, in this situation, with this visitor, there was no intent…

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'Approach to Ipswich'

'Approach to Ipswich' A thread ⬇️

Dazzled by a sunset of headlights, but unable to stop and take a photo, I took a mental snap and here is the result: ‘Approach to Ipswich’ by Jay Cool Credits: With thanks to my mum for her crossword input.

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Miseverstood

Miseverstood A thread ⬇️

Quirky, odd, miseverstood, she clutches at the clouds that cuddle and clasp the cords that knot together the pylons that p u l l a p a r t the pieces of themselves with prancing. Words and image by Jay Cool, February 2023