BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Thursday, December 12, 2024
Tuesday, December 10, 2024
1236
[Michael Whelan, Lights(1991), acrylic on watercolor board – courtesy dVerse poetry pub] 
IN REFLECTING - A FOLD
Yet still i recall in reflecting,
As if at logger heads thunder clapped
November streaked in lightning,
Despite her torrid weather,
I still do recall in reflecting,
Days of - will this never cease?
Still, trees are lit now and blinking,
The grinch, maybe was behind it all,
With all his mischief making,
Hope shines through in the end,
As still i recall in reflecting.
© gillena cox 2024
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Monday, December 9, 2024
1235
BANG Quadrille
Christmas bells chime for me
Golden on my Christmas tree
With a ho ho ho and he he he
A holiday season oh so merry
Santa will drop by with a bang
Who will set the corn a-popping
Making loud sounds in the kitchen
© gillena cox 2024
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
after posting, days later the idea came to me to put the words of the poem on a photo of a tree, here it is on the tree
Thursday, December 5, 2024
1234
[Christmas tree photo gillenacox 2024]
With
baubles
beads and
tinsel, our tree
of my childhood
days, sparkled and
glowed through angel
hair, everything factory
made.
A
bit of
angel hair
adds to a tree
a magical touch
only a child can see,
like spider web; elegant,
diaphanous and whimsical
fa la la la la, la la la la, fine,
fa la la la la, a delicate lace
angel
hair
© gillena cox 2024
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Wednesday, December 4, 2024
Monday, December 2, 2024
1232
[magi from Pinterest]
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
REVISIT TO READ
20191202
THERE MUST BE THREE
"I fell off my horse." "You fell off your horse! Who does that at your age and with your experience. You should be accustomed to your horse, so much so you should be able to gallop through open fields or tree thronged forest with your eyes closed. So how about the camel. Would you be able to make the ride through the desert to adore the divine baby?" He didn't answer his wife the queen, instead he murmured to himself: You drew stars.
Around my scars the skin is still swollen and is looking bluish. Silently, he pondered, those other two magi cannot make me look bad. I have to heal. And heal quickly.
THERE MUST BE THREE © gillena cox 2024
“You drew stars around my scars” is a line from Taylor Swift we had to use in a prose/ flash fiction
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)