Monday, June 19, 2017

Monday WRites 113

[fair use: image of Storm from google dot com]

HUSHED TONES
Calm, cocks an ear.
"Shh", she reports
To tremble.

Tree, bird, and fish
Listen with eyes agape
And lips in quivering pout.

"Where is she now?
What is she doing?"

They all cower;
For they know
How mischievous
She can get,
They know her for
Her irate moodiness.

This is why they speak of her
In hushed tones,
Calling her name -
Storm.
HUSHED TONES © gillena cox 2017

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We are, here in T&T, under Storm Warning ❧✿❧ 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 #113, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites ❧✿❧






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18 comments:

  1. Love how you depict the atmosphere before the onset of storm especially; "Tree, bird, and fish listen with eyes agape and lips in quivering pout." Beautifully penned.

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  2. Thanks for dropping in Sanaa

    Much love...

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  3. Love this. You had me very curious until you finally gave us her name, lol.

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Rosemary

      much love...

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  4. Nature is a real Mother, eh? And here you've caught lightning in a bottle.

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    Thanks for your appreciation, Timoteo

    much love...

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    1. Thanks for dropping by Rall

      Much love...

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  7. Your personification of the storm is very beautiful and empowering.

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    1. Thanks for dropping by Kerry

      Much love...

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  8. Oh I love this, the storm has to be like that, of course I also thought of Storm the superhero that you have used...

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    1. Happy you dropped by Björn

      Much love...

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  9. Calm, cocks an ear.
    "Shh", she reports
    To tremble.

    I love these opening lines - and it makes me think of here, how suddenly, minutes before a storm, all nature just stops, pauses, all breathing literally dies in the stillness before the break - and I wonder, if it is the same in T&T? I presume yes, atmospheric conditions will out, but then, I'm not sure.

    Lovely piece that captures the essences of the moments just before ....

    and I hope you had safe passage through ...

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    1. AHA! yes it's the same, here. That calm before the storm. Thanks for your uncanny understanding of this poem, WildChild47

      Much love...

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    2. it was a pleasure to read .... :)

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  10. Love how this is composed. It grew until you revealed her name.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Martin

      Much love...

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