Monday, September 7, 2015

Monday WRites 28



THE BOOTH
The polling booth,
Somewhat like a confessional,
Here, you alone can practice truth,
About futures
In quickness, hands must steer exceptional,
So as not to put to the test,
The patience of the waiting queue.
© gillena cox


Its Polling Day here in Trinidad and Tobago


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





GRAB MY BUTTON

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6 comments:

  1. A Bit of the BlarneySeptember 7, 2015 at 7:25 AM

    Good morning, Gillena. I think the rite I have described in our family picnics on Mt Evans makes my Monday more joyful than "blue" as I now have more memories that bring me joy! Wishing you well, and thank you for hosting Monday WRites. Have a grand day!

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  2. Sanaa RizviSeptember 7, 2015 at 9:08 AM

    Indeed the polling booth is something like a confessional where we give voice to truth and justice :D
    Happy Monday Gillena :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  3. Annie JeffriesSeptember 7, 2015 at 12:12 PM

    Voting as confession. Yes, indeed. One of the few places where we can be counted while remaining private.

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