Thursday, October 7, 2021

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WHISPERS
The yellow ixoras have responded
To the rain showers
Opened like radiant fairy umbrellas

There are children out in the street
Walking past the curb
Now with the phased openings

A passing car is vibzing
One hundred days Christmas music
Like a mobile parang radio station

I saw the clouds darkening again
But no thunder sounded
In the vast ominous above

In a beautiful gilded way
The evening sun is whispering sayonara
Listen! shh, listen.
© gillena cox 2021


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22 comments:

  1. I love the imagery of those yellow ixoras opening up. As well as the
    last stanza with the sun whispering goodbye.

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  2. Thank you for your appreciation Grace

    Muchđź’ślove

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  3. I love the images you have conjured up here, and especially the idea of listening to the sun 'whispering sayonara' ❤️

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  4. Thank you for your appreciation Ingrid

    Muchđź’ślove

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  5. a lovely composite of the day

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  6. Thank you for your appreciation Kerfe

    Muchđź’ślove

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  7. Beautiful, Gillena. Yes on the sayonara!

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Lili

      Muchđź’ślove

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  8. A wonderful poem, Gillena....stanza #3 my most favorite! Cheers.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Helen

      Muchđź’ślove

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  9. Lively and lovely, Gillena...I wish you a Merry Christmas!

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  10. I love the many visual threads in this, such a full experience, I resonate with that last line.

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  11. Thank you for your appreciation Paul

    Muchđź’ślove

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  12. a delightful string of daily life painted in vivid images, nailed the format!

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  13. Thank you for your appreciation Kate

    Muchđź’ślove

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  14. All these different images, and at the end, I see what joins them together, for me anyway—the noise. Even those gaudy flowers in the first stanza trumpet. To hear life going on, we have to listen. A thoughtful, respectful cadralor :)

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  15. Thank you for your appreciation Jane

    Muchđź’ślove

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  16. I love the way it all come together after a long day in that sunset softness.

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  17. Thank you for your appreciation Björn

    Muchđź’ślove

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  18. what a joyful ending to a vibrant poem ~

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  19. Thank you for your appreciation Grapeling

    Muchđź’ślove

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