Monday, May 29, 2017

Monday WRites 110

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NUTMEG SPIKED
The colours of the morning are
Bird tweets and sweeping brooms so far
Add a wish for coffee sweetened
With a little ground nutmeg from a glass jar
NUTMEG SPIKED © gillena cox 2017


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The rains are definitly near ❧✿❧ 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 #109, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Sunday, May 28, 2017

408

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SHE LIVED IN THAT SHOE?
She has bought a shoe store down the street
Kids all grown now, you are in for a treat
One's a baker, one a tailor, and a few, astronauts
She turned The Shoe into a museum, quite a feat

She has lived in meter, aged with rhyme and grace
With wit and humour thus, she kept her place
Outliving princesses of tresses let down in abandon
Bare cupboards are now for viewers, never in haste.
SHE LIVED IN THAT SHOE? © gillena cox 2017

Blog hopping today with
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Weekend Mini Challenge:
People and Places
CHALLENGE: By Kim Russell to write about a place through a person or a person through a place

Thursday, May 25, 2017

407



WARRIOR STEP
Though moon be full and bright, like orbs of one-eyed monsters to sight, and scent of jasmines ride the waves, of night's silence in heaves, still they chip, snip and carry; knowing, sensing, choosing the reds rather than the yellows. Step purposefully lass! they can pinch at your manicured toes, they aim to make you scream. They can steal your joy, but only, if you let them.

stilled evening breezes -
busy bachacs tote bits of
ixora petals
WARRIOR STEP © gillena cox 2017

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Of Angels and Monsters


Note
In T&T, we call the leaf cutter ants - Bachacs

Given seven pop culture quotes that have to do with angels, monsters or both. Rommy challenged us to pick one and create a poem based on it; the poem does not have to specifically be about an angel or a monster, but it must have some relation to at least one of the quotes.
I chose
“I’m the thing monsters have nightmares about.” – Buffy the Vampire Slayer.


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25 May 2015

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

406


POUI BLOOMING
In stable thirst of dry days you stood,
Stately green, quietly patient as you could ;
While gaily flew kites on windy sky,
There you, showing only green without a sigh;
Like monks stoic, in zen understanding;
Who would deem, your elation pending;
Ah, but gentle tears of heaven alone know,
How easily, such caring, would make you glow;
So lent her thus, gently, to soft drizzling night,
And you, to daylight blooming, awesome sight.
POUI BLOOMING © gillena cox 2017

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Midweek Motif ~ Flowers


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Monday, May 22, 2017

Monday WRites 109


SENTINELS
as rain sneaked in
charcoal grey of nighttime
silent sentinel Poui
drank to their full and then
they burst into bloom splendor
SENTINELS © gillena cox 2017


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Getting some drizzles only to tease not to cool these days ❧✿❧ 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).
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Friday, May 19, 2017

404


HOLES
The wall clock is round, but, the holes in the lacy table centerpiece were hooked in, with the art of crochet; my grandma taught me about chains and trebles; she slipped through the hole of existence, gone to the other side, quite a long time ago and I'm still looping these tiny bits of nuances together, lacing her memory into beautiful reminders.
© gillena cox 2017


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Bits Of Inspiration ~ Mixed Media Art
[Susie's prompt is to write a poem from your immediate surroundings.]

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

403

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THE BICYCLE
Two wheels
their spinning magic
and soft whirring

took me to kindergarten one day
the green dots
dotted a white cotton dress

My father rode his bike
in poverty
proud
way back then
THE BICYCLE © gillena cox 2017

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Poets United Midweek Motif
~ Bicycles, Tricycles or Unicycles
[Susan says "There are far fewer poems with a cycling motif than  there should be.  Let's fix that!" Susan is prompting today]
This year is the 200th anniversary of the bicycle, introduced in  Germany in 1817.

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Revisit
17 May 2016

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

402


WORDS FIND ME
I’m here and there, when words find me,
Ink scrambles, flowing thoughts on doodles,
Though leaves have uncanny sense to flee,
Phrase bound are motifs smooth and serrated;
Games of catch and hold, when words find me,
Frieze syllable by syllable, undressing memory,
Bared to whispering wind or howling banshee ,
Thoroughly shredding paper past and future;
Ensnared are shackled twigs to tree,
Sunlight strums, so symphonies can shuffle,
Silhouettes, add depth of form when words find me
WORDS FIND ME © gillena cox 2017

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The Tuesday Platform

Revisit
16 May 2016
16 May 2015

Monday, May 15, 2017

Monday WRites 108


TODAY IS SPROUTING
In furls of my joy,
And flavour of my skin,
Therein, dwell tiny atoms of divine.

Tis grace, by which dawn is gifted,
Daily to tug at ribbons of sun rays,
Unwrapping hieroglyphics in bird song.

Daily, awe breathes sweet scent
Of bee's hum.
Life sparkle of leftover night stars,
Sprinkle gardens with gratitude.

Thanksgiving blossoms by every hue and tint.
TODAY IS SPROUTING © gillena cox 2017


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Hope all you mothers had a wonderful day yesterday ❧✿❧ 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).
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Saturday, May 13, 2017

400

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MAKING MYTHS [4] DRAGON
It all started at the edge of earth, where man and beasts lived together, each keeping to their own kind, a very long time ago. When one day: in sauntered Dragon, strutting his scales and fire belly.

Then up comes The Steal-er who shouts, looking him up. "Who do you think you are? stalking through my town, proud, dragon-proud" Dragon retorts: looking him down. "Where? are, my treasures, you thief! you scalywag! Where are my gold, my diamonds, my rubies and sapphires? You take my things without a care" "Shut your mouth! You fire-spewing-reptilian-whatever." Shouted The Steal-er.

And so, the fire dragon inhaled, keeping his fire. He stood there, at the edge of the earth just smirking. Earth started getting warmer and warmer and warmer. (He is still standing there, smirking) Today, folks all over the globe, are everyday, talking about global warming.
MAKING MYTHS [4] DRAGON© gillena cox 2017

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Mythical Prejudice (Poetry and Flash Fiction with Magaly)
The Challenge: to write a 3-stanza poem or a very short story (313 words or fewer) that explores prejudice from the point of view of a mythical creature who is part of our modern world.

see also
Dragon
- In folklore...a creature often portrayed as hoarding a treasure
The Year of the Dragon
- Fortune, Career, Health, and Love Prospects in 2017
Wiki List of Dragons

Revisit
making myths 1
making myths 2
making myths 3

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Thursday, May 11, 2017

399

[image courtesy Isadora Gruye]

NUTMEG ICE CREAM
I'm being self-centred now
The guy across the table from mine
Keeps salting his beer

The taste of nutmeg ice-cream
Mutes my palette so I hear
Only the rhythms of my heart

Light sparkles across the water
Of the bay down below
In competition with the banana boats

My thoughts meander
Across the water riding each ripple
Just for this evening

In a New Banana Town - population: you
I refuse to return a smile
To anyone especially a stranger
NUTMEG ICE CREAM © gillena cox 2017


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Out of Standard - Photo Finish
Isadora Gruye is prompting today

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Revisit
11 May 2016
11 May 2015

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

398

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MIRACLE
How could i have known
That one day
My body would be used
To produce
A miracle
And yet again another
How could i have known
MIRACLE © gillena cox 2017

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Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Childbirth
Prompted by Susan


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Monday, May 8, 2017

Monday WRites 107


HASH TAG
When I was a child:
Tomorrow was always stored
In a box labelled 'Certain'
Sky was in the 'Blue Box '
Clouds fitted nicely into 'White And Fluffy'

Years later, someone did some sort of re-filing:
Labelled 'Perhaps', that's where you find futures,
Paper-clipped to tomorrows.
The Blue Box still exists, but now,
There are sticky notes to sky.
One of which is phenomena
Hash tag #events
To find Clouds, one must shuffle through:
God, Cirrus, Cumulus, Ominous,
Tempests, Dreamy and Dragon.

Even if you are using your computer;
The present day process,
Is still that complicated #gruelling.
HASH TAG © gillena cox 2017


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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 #107, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Revisit
8 May 2016
8 May 2015

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Saturday, May 6, 2017

396

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AMORE/ The clouds are numbered again today, Geez!...#cloud  by #Charlotte Brontë via @verses

Replying to @Charlotte Brontë
Dear friend, truly heaven knows the pangs of your love, for him who kissed thy eyelids fast to slumber; him who sleeps now assured within marble and stone... #kisses by #Mary Shelley via @verses

Replying to @Charlotte Brontë @Mary Shelley @verses
Surely Charlotte, surely Mary, never trite are arduous amore for passion presses against every era, passed marrow and bone... #amore by #Gillena Cox via @verses
AMORE © gillena cox 2017

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Play It Again Toads!
I chose to revisit Twitter Me a Gothic Poem with reflection on the poets Charlotte Brontë On the Death of Anne Brontë AND Mary Shelley Stanzas

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Thursday, May 4, 2017

395

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HIS PALETTE
I have seen clouds like these
Pink, in the late dawn sky.
Creeping through the trees
Still dressed in silhouettes.

Al the while the twitter-ers
The chirpers and the whistlers
Are sounding choruses of light
Singing of olden dreams
Singing of future hope

I have seen clouds like these
Pink, in the late dawn sky.
I often wonder, where does God
Hide his palette? is it
At the end of his rainbows
HIS PALETTE© gillena cox 2017

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Artistic Interpretations with Margaret - Small Town Inspiration...
Margaret gave us a few paintings to write a new poem about
I chose -Paul Whitener (1911-1959) Unfinished Landscape, @1950, Oil

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

394

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A WILDFLOWER BLOSSOMS
It’s all there the heartbreaking issues
Of how a father loses mind and heart
And kills a child

There too the scandals in features
One man takes another to wed
To bed

For shame the terrorist who shuns freedom
To riddle his bullets in serious
Disasters


The media, mass today generates
So much heartbreak for us
To bear


Least a wildflower blossoms sweetly so
There's non but the poet
Such news to scatter
© gillena cox 2017



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Poets United Midweek Motif
News Media
Its Susan's prompt today
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Revisit
3 May 2015

Monday, May 1, 2017

Monday WRites 106

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GOOD MORNING MAY
May greets me with mild morning light
And bird hymn twitter-ings

May greets me in the solace of
Curtains drawn letting in the life of day

May greets me in proclamations of trust
Of what really do birds sing?

May greets me to contemplation
And why? with stealth of light day slips in

May greets me to yearning for
Sahara dust clouds to drink from oceans

May greets me with the task of remembering
What is it like again? the sound of raindrops.
GOOD MORNING MAY © gillena cox 2017

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Happy May to all ❧✿❧ 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 #106, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Revisit
1 May 2016




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