Monday, June 29, 2015

Monday WRites 18

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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 #18, my poem today is a FOLD read more about this form here ; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


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CLOSING IN
the walls are closing in, closing in, closing in
if love is a given, an age old given, then why, oh why
this noise increasing, to a din, a din, a din
i fear; with a holy fear, a holy fear, holy fear
while the walls, keep closing in, closing in, closing in
wisdom threads on quiet wearied feet, beautiful feet,
and i know, yes i know, only truth in this war will win,
a battle waged, eons, eons ago; the prize - of souls
for this be comforted, he died, for redeeming of sin
so i wait in faith, for that grace, to completely unfold
yet, still, the walls are closing in, closing in, closing in
© gillena cox 2015





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22 comments:

  1. I loved this form! Quite intriguing :D
    Well penned!

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Sana'a

      Much love...

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  2. Well written!
    Have a blessed week

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  3. Your repetition is very effective in creating a particular mood.

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    1. Thanks for dropping in and for linking up Rosemary

      much love...

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  4. The claustrophobia of being shut in is really effective with repetions - yet there seems to be a savior

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    1. aha! thanks for your appreciation Bjorn

      much love...

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  5. The promise of hope within all that constriction, blooming like a flower in concrete - very nice feel to this.

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    1. thanks for your appreciation Rommy

      much love...

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  6. You have maintained a heavy, pounding, heartbeat rhythm that suits your subject.

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  7. Repetitions tend to keep one in contact with the feel of the poem more than otherwise. It keeps one in line with the mood without a guessing game playing at the back of the mind. Wonderful new form Gillena!

    Hank

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  8. I can feel the pressure of the walls closing in, and the reaching for faith.......

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Sherry

      Much love...

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  9. You have achieved a kind of reverberation here which is most unique.

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    1. thank you for your appreciation Kerry

      much love...

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  10. Hi Gillena ~~ This one I can relate too. Just wonderful
    Do you remember (perhaps you weren't even born when it was a hit) the old song, "They're coming to get me?" It went:
    "They're coming to get me, coming to get me, coming to get me, coming to get me, coming to get me, coming to get me, coming to get me, coming to get me.

    They're coming to get me thought I was ready for the fame that I've got
    They've coming to get me thought I was ready for the fame but I'm not
    more ..."

    Professor Green - Coming To Get Me Lyrics | MetroLyrics
    I liked that one, I could relate to it also
    ..
    p.s. I like the song, "Our God Reigns" a lot also.
    ..

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  11. Thanks for your appreciation Jim

    Much love...

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    1. thanks Marian. I will try to post it to one of those voice places

      Much love...

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