Tuesday, March 31, 2015

38





UNDER A DAY MOON
the wide street, is broad enough,
so cars, going up and down,
at the same time, move freely;
that is, if the drivers are courteous enough;
the pedestrian walk, is crackled;
and ever so often, watered down;
dont walk too hurriedly, well any way,
walk with careful caution, observing,
the high parts, and the low parts,
just like life’s undulating;
even though the air currents waft freely;
on a rainy day, when its all wet, even the crackled
grooves, are freed, from the pecking beaks of pigeons;
its awful though, when the men stop on the way,
for a casual pee, against some wall;
not every child, has a daddy with a car;
not every child’s hand, is held by mummy,
all the way to the school gate;
the garbage collectors, remove the trash early,
some days, some days not ;
ah yes! thoughts are sometimes, just observing,
assessing per diem, thespian’s roles and parts;
day moon can tell these stories better, way
way better.
© gillena cox


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Monday, March 30, 2015

Monday WRites


image: Salome by Henno Drop

You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #5; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ Link in with one of your WRites
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OH SALOME
She danced, she danced to sooth a Kings lust;
A beloved daughter, of a skill so robust;
She danced, she danced to a Kings delight;
A beloved daughter, so limber so light;
She danced, she danced to pierce a Kings heart;
A beloved daughter, this gift was her dart;

Oh Salome, Salome;
You wagered for the head of a holy man;
Oh Salome, Salome;
With such sadness your story began;

John the baptizer,he lost his head;
His disciples then, to mourn him dead.
© gillena cox


Its a public holiday today in Trinidad and Tobago: Spiritual Shouter Baptist Liberation Day


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Saturday, March 28, 2015

36

LOVE IN TEN LINES
jazzytower nominated me for this challenge “Love in Ten Lines” Thanks for inviting me Jazzy
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RULES
Write about love using only 10 lines.
Use “love” in every line.
Each line can only be 4 words long.
Nominate 10 or so others who are up for the challenge.
Let them know about the challenge.
Title the post, Love in Ten Lines
Include a quote about love (i used 'Colours seem brighter' from Bob Marley) at Goodreads - quotes about love

And, My Nominees are Diane ; Juilet ; Magyar; Audrey; Archana; Eileen; Nicholas; Donna; Lorraine; Suzy Also i'm reminding friends to stop by on Mondays to be a part of Monday WRites



so here goes; i'm also, adding a linky to my 'Love In Ten Lines' post




LOVE THIS LOVE THAT
I love you so,
Well known love chant;
That dear love story,
Of love often heard;
Manifest yourself then love;
Love - kindness passion wonder;
Let us experience love;
"Colours seem brighter" - love;
I live for love,
Love gives me life.
© gillena cox





Wednesday, March 25, 2015

35


image from google dot com




CUPPA
You draw me in with your fragrant charm
A cuppa in the morning to follow the alarm
Heaped granules or finely spooned
Dark and bitter but sometimes lait festooned
Ritual recurring from berry to enriching balm
© gillena cox




Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Tea or Coffee'




Monday, March 23, 2015

34


celebrating the Soca Warriors; Western Main Road St James, Trinidad - 2006




YEAH SOCA WARRIORS
so when we heard our team would represent,
we spilled out into the street to share consent;
red white and black, the colours we fly;
every one, young and old, our spirits high;
from then on, every foot applied to a ball
sensed a dream - a youngster answering the call
the Soca Warriors to Germany they went;
World Cup fever we never regret, the energy spent,
© gillena cox



Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Looking Back'

Sunday, March 15, 2015

33

Resting my eyes; taking some timeout

Enjoy 'Red Hibiscus' online jigsaw puzzle; you can choose to change the number of pieces as well as the style of the pieces when you play the puzzle

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Wednesday, March 11, 2015

32


snapdragon image from google dot com


SNAPDRAGON DAYS
I see you, in the mist of a forest, setting the sun to night chambers,
you radiate like the aura of a bright star on blanket night sky;
you remain nameless, your force of presence makes me squint,
humbling me yet again and again;
Splendid is the rise of your morning pink hues, set against
egrets returning from the roost;
your presence engulfs, enchants, en-wraps
My eyes are closed now
i feel you , i know you, i sense you;
In the outages of snapdragon days on halycon sands from salty winds;
i can only crave your appearance to delight - the moon shine, sun sparks,
and twinkles; wingless messengers the Gods fashion into auroras and halos;
Forever giving, giving, giving hope is it? or delusions may be!
What is your nature, where are your passions, who are your consorts
Fairy god-mothers planning ball events, for cinder gals???
i think you RAYS - ray of hope, ray of sunlight, ray of stars bright
RAYS: kissing gently eyelids closed, enchanting eyes-opened
i'll name you thus just RAYS every eye can sense you.
© gillena cox




Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Eyes'

Monday, March 9, 2015

Monday WRites


image from public domain



You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).

This is week 4 of Monday WRites ❧✿❧ its open mic ❧✿❧ Welcome ❧✿❧ comment, email me, or link up




SLEEPLESS
when night,
insomnia
snags in her awesome grip,
tentacles of morning harrow
and snip
© gillena cox



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Wednesday, March 4, 2015

30





THE AMPHITHEATER
lights on:
footsteps up and down , up and down
the concrete steps;
pulse of 'we beat festival'
cool nights in The Amphitheater 's bowel,
gestating rthymn after rthymn;
the flair of a community once stated -
"they never sleep";
but times have changed,
they sleep now,
awakened; every now and again by the 'we beat' vibes:
the jazz...
the corn soup...
the steelbands...
the corn soup...
the craft items on sale: earrings, rings, t-shirts...
the corn soup...
St James awakes to
'we beat festival'
in the bowel of
The Amphitheater.
© gillena cox 2015

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Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Local'

Monday, March 2, 2015

Monday WRites


You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).

This is week 3 of Monday WRites ❧✿❧ its open mic ❧✿❧ Welcome ❧✿❧ comment, email me, or link up





REDEMPTION ROAD
rugged,
way of the cross,
road to Calvary walked;
for sins of all times, he bore them;
Saviour

© gillena cox











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