Monday, August 20, 2018

Monday WRites 168



COTTON FLORALS
The moon was bright, yet dark the night.
Through the mud dried track, he hurried back.
To the kids and Miss Mildred, ah yes our man Fred.
Bouts of drinking and carousing;
That was his pleasure, how fickle his leisure.

She laughed shrill and high, head thrown back for fie.
Her perfume intoxicating, scent of wild crepe jasmine.
A smile, flashing a thousand stars alive.

He approached her heart racing, she advanced slowly teasing.
Hibiscus in her wide skirt rippled, oh fly in the web tonight crippled!
After midnight scores to settle, so she roams sharp as nettle.
Gorgeous in aura, wicked in nature;
La Diablesse night roaming tigress.

Oops, across a fallen branch he trips.
Under clear moonlight construe, of cloven hoof to view
Sweat stain body across, he signed himself a cross.

Cackle Cackle yuh get away! yuh get away!
Thus charmed, back into the ether of night she was gone.
COTTON FLORALS © gillena cox 2016


NOTE
1. Reposting COTTON FLORALS; inspired by a painting of Trinidadian Alfred Codallo [1913 - 1971] One can view his works at the National Museum,


2. Miss Mildred and Fred are just fictional names, not real people, used in this poem.

3.Glossary
La diablesse, pronounced - jab less[ in T&T folk lore a she devil]
yuh get away - you got away



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Good Monday folks. Eleven days away from Independence day [31st August] i thought, why not present our National Museum today in mosaic and poem.
The National Museum and Art Gallery of Trinidad and Tobago, in Port of Spain, Trinidad is located at the top of Frederick Street, opposite the Memorial Park, and just south of the Queen's Park Savannah. The museum was established in 1892, as the Royal Victoria Institute. The building is an example of Victorian era colonial style of the British West Indies.


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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). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #168, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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Enjoy The Music



Revisit
20 August 2017
Cotton Florals 2016
Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is Art





10 comments:

  1. I've never seen a mosaic like this one....awesome! Enjoy your day sweet lady!

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Lavender

      Much­čî║love

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  2. Your mosaic this week is fascinating, loving the shapes. I enjoyed reading your verse, you can tell a good story, lady, I could picture the scene very well. That Queen Vicki sure did influence a heck of a lot of bad architecture, but I guess the old Victorian buildings do still have gravitas and even a little charm.
    Thanks for fitting in with my new MM schedule, have a great week.

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  3. Thanks for your appreciation Maggie

    Much­čî║love

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  4. Wonderful and different mosaic. I love museums!

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  5. Glad you dropped my Snap

    Much­čî║love

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  6. Nice to meet you on MAGIC MONDAY... Great captures.

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  7. Thanks for dropping by Erica

    Much­čî║love

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  8. You've created a very unique mosaic, Gillena. Great job! The poem tells the story of La Diablesse and her intended victim well. Glad he got away!

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  9. Thanks for your appreciation Lorie

    Much­čî║love

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