Monday, July 13, 2015

Monday WRites 20

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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 #20, whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


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ODE TO A BROWN PAPER BAG
there it lies, folded at the creases,
crisp, neat lines lay on the kitchen counter;
shall i unfold it, expand it, open it
to sounds of morning; filling it with
a din of twitterings,
i mean to cram all those birdsongs into
a brown paperbag; so vast this ideal
of a dawning sky, where does one begin
to draw rainbows? where does the dark
of night hang his obsidian coat?
it peters out, the earliest din;
so the opened brown paper bag
now stands on the kitchen counter
seemingly empty
© gillena cox 2015






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24 comments:

  1. The images here are beautiful Gillena.. loved these lines:

    i mean to cram all those birdsongs into
    a brown paperbag; so vast this ideal
    of a dawning sky, where does one begin
    to draw rainbows?

    Beautifully penned :D
    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Sana'a

      Much love...

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  2. Famous words, like a picture and a whole novel in one.
    Awesome!
    Have a blessed week

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  3. It is so inspiring - may I use the poem to make a picstory to it?
    Of course I'll take a link to your post here.

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    1. Surely you can Mascha. Thanks for your appreciation.
      Much love...

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  4. Love this paper bag fullness and questioning. let it fill itself! Our job is to open!

    Gillena, is the linky for putting our own poem in? Something on mood?

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    1. Yes Susan please add your link. Let us know what your mood is this Monday

      Much love...

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  5. "shall i unfold it, expand it, open it
    to sounds of morning"

    That was so unexpected! I love it!

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Zen

      Much love...

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  6. Love the idea of filling a brown paper bag with birdsong.. beautiful.

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    1. thanks for dropping in Thotpurge

      much love...

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  7. There is so much potential in that empty paper bag!

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    1. thanks for your appreciation Kim

      much love...

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  8. I threw away a brown paper bag today with a sense of regret that I had no further use for it.

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    1. happy about the sense of regret

      much love...

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  9. I love these imaginative musings! (My Monday was full of other things than poetry this week.)

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    1. happy you dropped in Rosemary

      much love...

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  10. Sitting here in my quiet morning kitchen, now I'm pining to bag up the birdsong and take it with me to work later. You know, instead of a sandwich. :)

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    1. (◕‿◕。) so glad you dropped by Marian

      much love...

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    2. Not too much good happens in the dark, does it? I like Gillena, that you are recognizing that in Mother Nature's world, not even birds sing in the dark (or most of them don't).
      ..

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  11. Thanks for your appreciation Jim

    Much love...

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  12. So much fun! I loved the imaginative musings.

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