Saturday, April 21, 2018

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[Ruby-Topaz hummingbird from google dot com; Fair Use]



TRINIDAD - LAND OF THE HUMMINGBIRD [MAKING MYTHS 6]
She was pretty, she was cute.
She had big dreams;
But she was small, too small
In the eyes of her tribe.

She was pretty, she was cute.
She had big dreams;
She flew back and forth.
She flew backwards and forwards.

Now's when, Jealousy, the bird of woe,
Flies into this poem.
She, and many of her jealous kind,
could only fly forward.

One night, Jealousy stole some stars.
She and her cohorts bounded Yerette,
Placing in her beak, starlight.
Then, they went to Greatest Honourable Bird.

Look! see! Yerette has eaten some of the stars.
Of course Yerette was banished from Cloud Patch.
She flew and flew till her wings were weary.
Then she, exhausted, flew backwards.

Bumping into a rock,
The starlight expelled from her bound beak.
And there it was: three, now starlit, Mountains.
She pledged herself to this uninhabited place,
Making it her own.

She called it Iere.
She plucked feathers from her beautiful wings
And birded this place called Iere
Soon there were charm after charm of hummers.

She blew on her magic flute
And people had dreams; dreams of adventure,
Dreams of conquest in far away lands,
And so they came and peopled her land.

Yerette and her charms were ever more beautiful;
And never never lonely,
And always always admired,
And always always treated kindly.
© gillena cox 2018; TRINIDAD - LAND OF THE HUMMINGBIRD [MAKING MYTHS 6]


NOTE: 1. Yerette - Amerindian word for hummingbird.
2. Trinidad of the Republic of Trinidad And Tobago: Native names: Trinidad, Cairi, Iere, Tukusi, La Isla de la Trinidad, Nickname: Land of the Hummingbird.
3. charm - a group of Hummingbirds

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TASTY BITE RHYTHM DANCE AND A CITY
This poem is a tasty bite
This poem is rhythm and dance
This poem is a city

Early in the morning - throngs,
Long standing queues,
A nod to the question: hot or slight
Settles the amount of pepper to Doubles.
This poem is a tasty bite.

Children's carnival - Main Road alive,
Intricate patterns costume their way,
'we beat' festival - pan in the streets,
And beautiful tadjahs at Hosay.
This poem is rhythm and dance.

Such is the vibe of Western Main Road
Loath to sleep, until wee hours,
When the bars close their keep
Tasty feisty insomniac, is St James.
This poem is a city.

This poem is a tasty bite
This poem is rhythm and dance
This poem is a city
TASTY BITE RHYTHM DANCE AND A CITY © gillena cox 2018



Revisit
Doubles 2018
says Yerette 2017
21 April 2016
charm 2016
21 April 2015
Saying Some Names 2015



Blog hopping today with imaginary garden. In April we write a poem every day


April 20: Say the Names of the Places You Love
Sherry Blue Sky prompted: challenge is to write a poem in the spirit of “Say the Names”
Day 21: Mythical Creatures
Brendan prompted:For today’s NaPoWriMo challenge, pick an animal and write its myth.

27 comments:

  1. I love the legends in the first poem, Gillena, and the light-hearted tone in the second. Wonderful!

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    1. Thank you for ypur appreciation Sherry

      Much🌼love

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  2. Love both poems, Gillena 💜 the tale of Yerette is enchanting.. as are those "beautiful tadjahs at Hosay"..💜

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  3. Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa

    Much🌼love

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  4. Enjoyed the legend of Yerette and the unique world she created. And the tasty bite of this city so vibrant with its rhythm and dance. :-)

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  5. Thank you for your appreciation LC

    Much🌼love

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  6. I enjoyed these... a great tale of a legend... and some enchantment to top off the cake... :)

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Robert

      Much🌼love

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  7. I love your story of Yerette, creator of dreams and a beautiful world. I take very good care of my hummingbirds during the summer when they are here because they are so beautiful and fearless!

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Toni

      Much🌼love

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  8. What a lovely origin song for the Land of the Hummingbirds -- achingly sweet. Second poem is find food and a colorful fling of the skirts. Both well done.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Brendan. Happy you dropped by to read mine


      Much🌼love

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  9. Liked the story of Yerette, Gillena. I'm wondering if you created and wrote the story or are you telling a previously created fable. Either way you worked hard getting this all in order.
    Did you know that Texas was a republic before our Civil War? Sam Houston was my favorite President the Republic of Texas.

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    1. Its created by me😊no retelling Jim
      Glad you enjoyed it. Thats why i call this series of poems Making Myths this obe is #6

      Much🌼love

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  10. Such celebratory poems, both! I enjoyed both – particularly the delightful hummingbird tale.

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    1. Like Jim, I wonder if your story of Yerette was the retelling of a traditional tale, or your own creation.

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    2. Happy you dropped in Rosemary

      Much love

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    3. Rosemary its obe of my created myths.

      Thanks for asking

      Much🌼love

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  11. a tiny hummingbird having such a huge impact.... love it.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Margaret

      much love...

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  12. The marriage of mythology and music makes great poems, Gillena! :)

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Kim

      much love...

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  13. I love your story of the hummingbird... with such a spirit it will be lovely to live.

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  14. Thank you for your appreciation Björn

    Much🌼love

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  15. oh wow - we are pleasured with a two-for-one - and they are both so much fun, delightful, colourful and exciting!

    and yumm!

    I really like your tale of the birth of a nation - by a mythical bird, so small, so small, but within, great power and ingenuity ....

    really lovely and rich, and then, the dip for a taste of the modern honey of a city so vibrant, brother to the founding sister!

    I've enjoyed these pieces Gillena - really, you brighten my spirits and lift me to breathe rainbows and dream of sun kissed shores and the deep pull of the tides by moon's glow when you write of your home, in fantasy/myth or offering us a slice of real life.

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  16. Thank you for your appreciation Willow

    Much🌼love

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  17. What a charming myth. I think I could dwell in a land of hummingbirds!

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