Tuesday, September 27, 2022

969

[Out of the Darkness: Fire Painting by Esther Griffith from google]

So the evil Which enters the office and hands her an 

apple. 

(We all know the story about which  half is edible and which is not). 

She, being 

(Trini to the bone liked mangoes and pomeracs).

So, she refuses the apple.

A few days later, she, the evil Which, does not show up for work.

As the rumour goes 

(It good fuh she! why she had to go and thief de office petty cash)

The evil Which is gone!!!

© gillena cox 2022

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Monday, September 26, 2022

968

Today's mosaic #Trinidadand Tobago #listening #Sweet100 FM radio

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Welcome to Monday WRites # 364
September is waving goodbye
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 

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❧✿❧A September HaibunSeptember extends the celebration of August 31st here in Trinidad and Tobago.  The Independence anniversary celebrations carry look backs to colonial days,  for a people's history is important to understanding and maturity. As well there is always assessment of where we are now as a nation.
 The fireworks ( back after pandemic lockdowns), the cultural pageants, the wearing of national colours, carry forward into Republic Day 24th September celebration; that's when we got our personal head of state , The president.
Then there is September 23rd,  the start of a now totally immersed cultural happening of 100 Days of Christmas begun, and still hosted by our own Sweet 100 FM radio station.
red white and black -plastic buntings waitfor gentle breezes© gillena cox 2022

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Thursday, September 22, 2022

967

[Michael Alfano sculpture found in a google search]

 Striving: a Cote poem

Affirm

Today as beautiful as birdsong


Listen

Hearts too speak words forlorn


Dance

For earth's  rhythms  do prolong


Be 

A breath ever willing to sing a song

Striving © gillena cox 2022


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MTB: Two by Two

The Cote – a poem of uneven couplets attributed to John Schroeder. L1 being a single imperative verb, L2 is a glossing or expansion of L1. Rhyme and meter is of your own choosing.

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Tuesday, September 20, 2022

966

[image courtedy dVerse]

 TRYST: A Fold poem
What shall i cook for you my dear?

Paprika sonnet red as eventide?

Russet as a sky in setting gear,

Warm as a kiss on a cooling breeze?

Somber lemongrass for you my dear.

How shall we sup this night then?

On holy vanilla cuddles? where

Coriander and cinnamon dilly dally,

Between verse and rhyme? fear

Not the passion of a ginger sweet tryst.

With dill and thyme i woo you my dear.

 TRYST © gillena cox 2022


NOTE: How to construct The Fold Poem HERE and HERE

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Poetics: Spicing it Up

I used from, list of spices and related words: Cinnamon Coriander Ginger Lemongrass  Paprika Vanilla Thyme Dill

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Monday, September 19, 2022

965

 QUADRILLE - PUNCH

We punched holes into each sheet of midnight

So stars with their pointed light

Could illuminate nightmares

Never letting the void of curious stares

Intimidate our wanderings 

For what are we if not writings

On the wall of mention 

Some poem sought as  intention

Writings On The Wall © gillena cox 2022
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Today's mosaic 'Venturing out after restrictions'...my daughter and I attended the Sunday matinee yesterday of 50th anniversary of The Repertory Theatre.


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 The knock-out punch is always the one you never see coming--Aimee Mann
Welcome to Monday WRites # 363
Wishing all a happy September 
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Thursday, September 15, 2022

964

 

I will not be attending the live online meeting today but  i am still posting a voiced version of a 2021 poem PAPER WINDMILLS



You can REVISIT to READ  PAPER WINDMILLS  HERE

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Open Link 223 – September Live edition




Tuesday, September 13, 2022

963

[image: a Lee Madgwick strange house]

NIGHTMARE 
When the trees embraced us we knew then
That our faces were hidden in nightmares
For how else can one flutter when
The shutters of evening snap shut
Allowing only what we knew then 
To be winding ways of cauldron
Steeping molten onions dragons and men
Fastened inside snores and whimpers
Caring only for the path which appears again
To take us back to a home waiting 
And the safety of open doors we knew then

NIGHTMARE © gillena cox 2022 

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The strange houses of Lee Madgwick

Challenged today to use one of four given images from Lee Madgwick and write an ekphrastic

Monday, September 12, 2022

962

[image courtesy dVerse poetry]

WHAT MORE

Botanical gardens are a delight. I have visited  Trinidad's, Tobago's,  Grenada's, and Barbados's. I have also been to  The Kew Gardens in London. Too few places for my avid interest. I would say. Gardens are a source of pleasure; a restful roaming for the eyes and all the  other senses.

Were I a travelling person still, at every point of my jaunts I would ask to visit lovely large world renown gardens.

Yet, my garden at home remains humble. A few ixoras, bougainvilleas, caricatures, dinner plates, spider lilies, Caladium (which the rainy season excites), plumerias, pinwheel jasmines, crown of thorns, bachelor buttons,  chinese bamboo, and a lot of green and varieagated green plants.

I should be more brisk at tending my garden since i find flowers so delightful. But i am a lazy retiree. I remember in high school being a part of a rose garden planting project. That one is etched in my memory. What more does my garden need? Hmm in the words of  Katherine Riegel  I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.

WHAT MORE © gillena cox 2022


 “I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” from the poem,
Welcome to Monday WRites # 362
Wishing all a happy September 
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Thursday, September 8, 2022

961

[image: a Leroy Clarke painting from google]

GOSSIP
The rumor was spreading

Maybe she was heading 

Towards a nervous breakdown

That face never used to carry a frown


Oh but they say he finally left her

No more like a cat does she purr

That seems impossible

Well, dirty laundry washable


He's now with her best friend

Didn't mean to offend

All skin teeth is not laugh

Maybelline surely got the shaft


And they were so close

Which makes it so much worse

© gillena cox 2022

NOTE: All skin teeth is not laugh - Friendly appearances can be deceiving sometimes, or a person's smile can be one of deception.(A Trini saying)


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Tuesday, September 6, 2022

960


CONTEMPLATION:A QUADRILLE

 You know me well.

 You will never charge me of logolepsy.  

Laconic is more to my being. 

Raindrops on my roof, and i am impressed.

 Still, knowing  sadness, 

That somewhere the floods distress others.

 Ah still tis wabi sabi. 

 Raindrops draw me in contemplation.

© gillena cox 2022

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Monday, September 5, 2022

959

Today's mosaics 'Ixoras Luv The Rains'



NEW CHANT
Remember those days,
When hard work was the ways,
Of all believers,
And good morning greeters?

Work hard, to today's amazement,
Has almost vanished, to astonishment 
Of new normal chants;
Stay home, stay safe, enchants; 

The mind and heart,
In us to work smart.
NEW CHANT© gillena cox 2022

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 “Wine is the divine juice of September.”— Voltaire
Welcome to Monday WRites # 361
Wishing all a happy September 
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Thursday, September 1, 2022

958


 Its OLN at dVerse today and i'm sharing  a post - an oldie from my blog Lunch Break

See the entire post HERE