Monday, April 13, 2015

Monday WRites 7

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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 #7; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ my poem today is an quote acrostic ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

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“Time is the school in which we learn.”
― Joan Didion


OF TIME
Time: largesse of universal being;
Is this really all there is to life?
The sum total of vast yearnings?
School: that platform of curving lines,
In excess of drawn reality schemed,
Which, if not directed to here nor there,
We drift, in gazillion star gates to no avail;
Learn then must we, to direct our gaze.
© gillena cox

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I Wrote in response to the prompt today at
Poems In April DAY THIRTEEN - The Poetry In A Quote
THE CHALLENGE: choose one or more of Joan's quotes as a springboard for your poetry.


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18 comments:

  1. This is exquisite..!! The poem gives a sense of clarity and wisdom. The urge to learn the truth of the mysteries of the Universe.

    Time: largesse of universal being;
    Is this really all there is to life?
    The sum total of vast yearnings?

    Its thought provoking... what is there to life really? Are we on the right path? Is something missing? What is truth what is fiction... is now truly thee only addiction!
    Loved your poem..!! Its a masterpiece :D
    xoxo

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    1. thank you for yor appreciation Sanaa

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  2. "Learn then must we, to direct our gaze." Yes, that is key - intentional living. Very nice, Gillena

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Debi

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  3. I LOVE "Learn then, must we, to direct our gaze." Perfection!

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  4. thanks for your appreciation Sherry

    much love...

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  5. I like the imagery here, esp. :We drift, in gazillion star gates to no avail;

    great write.

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    1. Budddah thanks for your appreciation

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  6. You have raised questions I am not sure I can answer, but it draws me to meditation. This is beautiful, almost a spiritual guide. Thanks so much for taking part in the challenge.

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    1. I'm happy you dropped in Susie

      much love...

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  7. Oh, I love your ending and how you have connected us all~

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  8. You did good with this 'word acrostic' poem, Gillena. I like to write acrostics. Last weekend KP (age five) was over and I taughter herr letter acrostics. As soon as she saw what was going on, she wrote her full name down and proceeded to finish the words out starting with her letters. Fifteen in total. Now to work on the poetry part, she reads well and loves to write.
    ..

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    1. That's really fine.fifteen is quite a bit.she is a smart girl.

      Much love...

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