Monday WRites 58

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TWITTERED IN
Today i awake to twittering birds
Taste of night still clings to my tongue
Void of awakening fills my empty words
Sights from faraway spheres to inform
Hence, today i awake to twittering birds;
Still i hold the grey of tumbling thoughts
From sleep-drome where nothing girds
Fancy flights of wings effortless in form
Words tell tales in seconds and thirds
Thirsty my lips from wandering in awe
Whence, today i awake to twittering birds
TWITTERED IN © gillena cox 2016



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 #58, ❧✿❧ Whats your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites





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