Monday, October 10, 2016

Monday WRites 78


EVENING RAPPORT

WIND
Splashes of gold light fading day,
Where are all the bird songs going?
Feathered fun has left the wind,
To console silhouettes at shadow play;

MOON
Silence wind, tis time of slumber
When friend stars, in rust tipped humour,
Play at nighttime sparkle .

EVENING RAPPORT © gillena cox 2016
[inspired by 'Streamside exchange' by Nigerian poet John Pepper Clark]



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 #78, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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Written in response to
A Splash of Rust & Gold ~ Micro Poetry

Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

14 comments:

  1. I really like your thoughts on wind but love the moon, esp., "play at nighttime sparkle"

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Debi

      much love...

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  2. Such perfect touches of rust and gold.

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Kerry

      Much love...

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  3. Oh I do love the playfulness here.

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Bjorn

      Much love...

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  4. Nice here, Gillena. The wind is told to be quiet and sleep (Silence wind, tis time of slumber so that the others can play. That might happen, or perhaps and evening breeze?
    ..

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  5. celestial beauty! i love writing about the sky.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Rosemary

      Much love...

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  7. This is absolutely gorgeous, Gillena ❤️💖 especially adore "Feathered fun has left the wind, To console silhouettes at shadow play" sigh.. beautifully executed❤️💖


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  8. Thank you for your appreciation and continued linking to Monday WRites Sanaa

    much love...

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