Wednesday, January 30, 2019

626


[Columbus's ships from Bing dot com. Fair use]

DEAR COLUMBUS C.
I pulled honey from bees to quench your mien.
Yet the wind wails at your cruelty.
Why the mastiff dogs to gorge flesh
Of People of Good, in your lust for gold?
Had you asked i would have just given you
Rivulets and streams of molten splendor.

In the darkness i lit your face by North star.

The sovereigns pulled trust out of vaults
To feed your lies and miscalculations.
You sailed, Master of Oceans, on ego's tide.
Riding wave after wave of human slaughter.
The souls of Tianos, i hold here in Heaven.
No more their blood or tears to complain.


Process Note.

My poem today is inspired by a book I am reading 'COLUMBUS: NOT A CARIB: by SHARLOW' I read about the use of mastiff dogs to punish captives who disobeyed the orders of Columbus, who thought he had sailed to Asia in search of Cipangu were he had read much gold lined the streets and palaces of Kublai Khan. In his book the author refers to the peaceful tianos as 'The people of Good'

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Darkness Is......

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30th January 2017


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Meaning of “Voyage, Voyage” by Desireless

Monday, January 28, 2019

Monday WRites 191


[in today's mosaic: ant hill, pink heliconia, along the path, monkey vine,]

ITS FULLNESS AND RICHNESS
The fullness and richness of the earth,
Ours to manage and to do so well.
Amazed are we from the day of birth.
Radiance of light lures us to lullabys.
Thus fullness and richness of the earth,
A legacy left from fore fathers before us,
Should excell in wonder as well in worth.
We are not creators but merely imitators.
Well are we to continue from such good firth.
The expansion of creation's story, sustains
The fullness and richness of the earth
ITS FULLNESS AND RICHNESS © gillena cox 2019


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I followed the looking back aspect of the prompt at Mosaic Monday today to create my mosaic. So the photos are from a rainforest trek in Arima at Asa Wright Nature Center May 2013 ❧✿❧
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
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#12: Glory Days


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REVISIT
sound of the Kiskadee
Peacock Ginger flower
Peacock bird





Wednesday, January 23, 2019

624


[Poui Trees by Karin Best, from a google search. Fair use]

TIME WAS
Time was, when folks saw the pinks of the Poui
around The Savannah and the yellows too,
children made kites from copy book pages.
The wind was right for kite flying.

Time was, you stayed home,
cause it was a holiday and,
children left their copy books in book bags,
going outside instead
to help put three/four grains of corn or pigeon peas
into holes in the backyard garden,
cause it rained, cause it was Corpus Christi
and folks knew that Rainy Season start.

Time was when it rained
It was Rainy Season,
children made paper boats from copy book pages.

Nowadays it rains and folks say, [thought] it was just a passing cloud, but is serious rain.
Nowadays at other times folks say [thought] it was Rainy Season, where de rain.
TIME WAS © gillena cox 2019

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Climate Change

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23 Jan 2017
23 Jan 2016
23 Jan 2015

Monday, January 21, 2019

Monday WRites 190


BIG BIG MOON
This January, Moon grew big big, and round
As great sky held her tenderly, securely.
So surely she would not fall to the ground,
Like a yellow fruit, heavy and laden with flavour.
Yes, every so silently she grew, big big, and round
Birds sang to her, their sweetest thrills.
She sleeping by day, was no where to be found
Oceans knowing, swirled like frenzied worshippers,
While manic humans swayed to Siren sound
Ofttimes a moon crop is ever so special
Watchers whisper, she grew big big, and round
BIG BIG MOON © gillena cox 2019


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"To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work" Poetess - Mary Jane Oliver( September 10th 1935 - January 17th 2019)
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I watched the supermoon did you?❧✿❧
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Trip To Heartland


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REVISIT
21 January 2017
21 January 2015





Wednesday, January 16, 2019

622

YET
Love is blind, yet i can see
Mountains, where clouds sit,
On a sunny clear day. Yet they
Disappear in misty apparitions,
Yet they remain, unseen and i
Unseeing know, and wonder not,
For they are there.

Yet, warmth sees me, then i can be snow

Warmth of sun, I cling to honing
Divine presence. Yet somewhere,
Snow lays her magic like a blanket
Cold and white. Yet someone dons
Mittens in pairs to catch
Snowflakes falling. Yet to reap
The Rewards of divinity.


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Life: Paradox And / Or Balance


Monday, January 14, 2019

Monday WRites 189



SHIFT-SHAPERS
Words can be elusive shift-shapers.
There at the park to delight children;
Bouncy castle, slide, swing, these capers.
Blowing with wind on butterfly days,
Words, can be such elusive shift-shapers.
Should one fall into a deep dark chasm,
You should hear the scream of letters.
But when they fall to rest in community,
For endless hours, books of all papers,
Then, you can grab them and hold them.
No longer just words, or elusive shift-shapers.
SHIFT-SHAPERS © gillena cox 2019


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What are you reading? My last book for 2018 was Becoming i started reading it on Boxing Day it was also my first book for 2019; before which, I had read Hide And Seek and I am reading now Children of The Spider❧✿❧
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
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Under The Tree



REVISIT
14 January 2015






Wednesday, January 9, 2019

620


[Daybreak by Joan Miró from google dot com. Fair use]

SUNRISE
A new bright morning, timid at first
To emerge, waits for sanction of bird songs.
Hitches a ride on the schedule of a passing aeroplane,
Dodges between tree branches and grey cloud spaces.
All the while, growing in confidence,
Feeling the warmth of a splendid sun.
Finally burgeons but still carrying the crayon set
of yesterday's sunset.
I am morning, OMG! she exclaims.
So she gives herself a hearty shake,
Then settles into a bright azure,
Waiting, knowing a few cumulus puffs will drift by.
SUNRISE © gillena cox 2019



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Starting Over
prompted by Susan


REVISIT
9 JanUARY 2017

Monday, January 7, 2019

Monday WRites 188



FOLD - BIRD FLOWN
The old year, and now a bird flown
Out from the old Cherry tree.
Serious seeds of resolutions sown,
Usher in the New Year to its purpose.
Christmas gone, and now a bird flown,
All is the hope of bright prosperity.
With the well wishes, our egos blown
In taste of fruit and savour of life.
Review in journey, how have i grown?
A handful of blessing multiply surely;
For the old year, and now a bird flown.
FOLD BIRD FLOWN © gillena cox 2019


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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
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December Delights


AND


Ruby Tuesday Too
Fairy Duster


REVISIT
7 January 2017
7 January 2015