Tuesday, November 29, 2022

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A NICE FINISH - A Cleve Poem

He John,

Made this costume from day one,

With help called in

From his parents whom he could rely on;

Winning was not only

Steady on his mind because of their talents,

But having fun too, he was sure

Yes! winning was in the cards;

That was uppermost if they pitched in.

In his mind too he was the best dancer.

One more thing, the chrysanthemum a nice finish.

A NICE FINISH - A Cleve Poem © gillena cox 2022


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Four paintings were given to choose one and write a poem in any form
I chose 'Child Dancing With Chrysanthemum Branch'
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Monday, November 28, 2022

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 RAINY NOVEMBER

November and still the rains day and night

In social media videos, oh what a sight

The flood's wrath

Lady sun is stingy with her warmth

Serving up cool mornings

And nighttime rain pourings  

The hope of Advent cherished 

That Christmas will be unaffected

 RAINY NOVEMBER © gillena cox 2022


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The quadrille form is taken from an 18th Century dance, but as you may know, is also dVerse’ poetic form of just 44 words (not counting the title) and includes one word the host provides


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Monday WRites # 373

 BYE BYE NOVEMBER 
You've heard about the Monday Blues 
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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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Tuesday, November 22, 2022

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[image courtesy dVerse]
 “That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.” [Bukowski ]

SEEK GOOD MEMORIES

That’s the best i can do now;

Drinking in sunset

Thought i; of golden moments 

Poured into daydreams.

Drink bubbles of fantasy!

Forget tomorrows!

Celebrate your past tokens!

SEEK GOOD MEMORIES © gillena cox 2022


#NOTES:What Is a Kindku?The Kindku is an invitation to promote kindness, positivity and inspiration through poetry. As the last two letters of the name indicate, it is based on Japanese poetry forms like the haiku and tanka.

The RulesThe Kindku is a short poem of seven lines. The syllable pattern is 7 / 5 / 7 / 5 / 7 / 5 / 7 or 5 / 7 / 5 / 7 / 5 / 7 / 5.

The Kindku must include seven words that are taken from one specific source — a poem, a book, a newspaper article, etc. In the case of a book or long piece of writing, those words must come from the same page. Words must be used in the order they were found. Their placement also depends on the line:

Line 1 starts with word 1. Line 2 ends with word 2. Line 3 starts with word 3. Line 4 ends with word. 4

Line 5 starts with word 5. Line 6 ends with word 6. Line 7 starts or ends with word 7.

Kindku poems can have titles and punctuation. No matter the topic covered, they must sport a positive tone. Kindku poets are encouraged to credit and link to the inspirations behind their pieces.


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CHALLENGE: Write about your favourite drink (alcoholic/non-alcoholic), write about getting drunk, use drinking as a metaphor, in short: write a poem in a form of your choice with a drinking connection.


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Monday, November 21, 2022

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She posted pictures of herself, the children grown, and the grandchildren. Smiles, hugs, fights, puppies and school activities. We all welcomed these pleasantries and looked forward for more.

But that year when she posted the reddening leaves of her maple. I felt a little jealous. You see, the old mango tree across the street from my house, was never going to perform such a feat of glory; still  its green leaves cling. And in my backyard the yellow leaves fallen after the rains of the night before, from the plumeria was of no consequence to an autumnal seasonal change.

clear morning sky -

a dampness on the paved walk

smell of petrichor

© gillena cox 2022



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Monday WRites # 372

 HAPPY NOVEMBER 
You've heard about the Monday Blues 
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Friday, November 18, 2022

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[To Mark Let the poetic sound of moons and stars invade your night thoughts to give you sweet dreams always for in your dreams lies the happiness you truly want. hope you enjoy the book Michelle ]

GOODNIGHT MY SWEET

Shall i describe my moon to you,
Unlike that dame living in a shoe?

It's good to be under the open stars,
I' m surely nowhere near mars.

But is not your moon my moon?
Ah! to see you close i swoon.

For i read from pages of love,
And yearn for your tender love.

Just the way it used to be, sweet.
Goodnight my love until we meet.

GOODNIGHT MY SWEET © gillena cox 2022


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On the flyleaf
 Challenge: Pick ONE inscription from a list given as topic for your poemPlace the chosen inscription as epigraph at the start of your postEnter this portal to the past and use your imagination.

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Tuesday, November 15, 2022

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 NO DECEMBER!!!
November knows what no 

December will bring.

An extra early January 

With a loop in between.


No one wants this.

Not Santa. Not the elves.

No ho ho ho;

 No Christmas trees.


No gifts; no carols. 

No parang in T&T

No sorrel; no black cake.

No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day 

No! No one wants this.
 NO DECEMBER!!! © gillena cox 2022


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Monday, November 14, 2022

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[in this ixora mosaic -ixora flowers and fruit - from my garden]

IXORAS NEAR THE WALL

Morning prayer,

A withered indigo sky

Backdrops my breath.


To spruce up my vision,

I exclaim "a deer?"

Mists shadow imagination.


Disowning fetish

Of juniper berries,

Ixoras acclaimed


Near the wall.

Bright yellow, even before

Midmorning sunshine.

IXORAS NEAR THE WALL © gillena cox 2022


QUADRILLE - WINGED

Turning the corner,

Into the dusty lift of

Pigeons winging up,


Pink feet tucked under,

Loud flapping sounds,

What a nusiance


To people with bare faces!

Now that masks

Are casual wear. 


Do they care?

Those pigeons do

As they may.


They are pigeons. 

QUADRILLE - WINGED © gillena cox 2022


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 "Deer's Breath of Every Color" by Max Early: 


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Monday WRites # 371
You can add a Monday post [of any theme]
from your blog at my linky
 HAPPY NOVEMBER 
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Thursday, November 10, 2022

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LISTEN TO THE POEM I READ TODAY





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Tuesday, November 8, 2022

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THAT MOON 

Shining through, the lonely lady of night

Like a cyclops, sees

Every indecent proposal

Posted to a disgusted face.


Under the cherry moon, one bright

Spring night, she tossed a rose

To the heap awaiting garbage disposal.

You see it was a case


Of unrequited love; how wrong so right,

There the meaningless token,

Awakening no arousal

Of appreciation for a vase,


Was cast away out of her sight.

Cocktail breathed a sigh of relief,

The color of night was lethal,

An assault of sensitivities at base.


Fifty shades of grey just might

Be, the perfect hue of that moon global.

THAT MOON © gillena cox 2022

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First your assistance . . . and then a Razzie or two!
 Given this list of razzies to include one or more in a poemShining Through (1982)The Lonely Lady (1983)Under the Cherry Moon (1986)Cocktail (1988)Indecent Proposal (1993)Color of Night (1994)Showgirls (1995)The Postman (1997)Battlefield Earth (2000)Swept Away (2002)Catwoman (2004)I Know Who Killed Me (2007)Fifty Shades of Grey (2015)

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Monday, November 7, 2022

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[image courtesy dVerse]

Stars never it seems stay still. All their twinkling are for nursery rhymes and astronauts

She liked the months of October and November. The brilliant reds oranges and yellows and then the decaying browns

All of this was to her a statement of skeletons; the caw of blackbirds and the future of red cardinals against snow

Colour held its theater of life and death by the throat and its choreography of light and darkness in  nimble piroettes

‘In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems.’
© gillena cox 2022

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Prosery: Tulips & Chimneys   
Using the given  line ‘In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems.’from Tulips & Chimneys, by E. E. Cummings and is the last line of  IX- Impressions:

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This was Monday WRites # 370
A HAPPY NOVEMBER 
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Thursday, November 3, 2022

982

LOVE LOST

The rain that sat upon a leaf

Stayed there till morning came

When daylight sat in sky so high

I heard them sing a song of love 


Tis not for sorrow nor for grief

The shoeless man was lame

He lost his money in a gamble

And kept one side of her glove


Calypso singers in their lief

Sing words of unfair game

Tis said he had shed the tear

For she was his lovey dove


Ne'er to look back in disbelief

He knew he was fool all the same

LOVE LOST © gillena cox 2022

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