Friday, October 31, 2025

1331

[image from google]


So Be It

 How is it that a fruit will ripen hence 

With birds drawn to its presence with whistles

From afar and from near not for a pence

But in a form of mood that is skittles 

They know when and where to get there vititles

Thus freely taken as freely given. 

No worries these favoured feathered even

If day should be long or short appearing

Ah but we to fuss and panic is then

Made to show aging lines quick in coming 

© gillena cox 2025



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Tuesday, October 28, 2025

1330

[AI generated, i used Bibg]

 Its alive, it moved

She poked the sand with a stick

Something like eyes stared

Lot of eyes, looking angry

She shivered, jumped back

In sheer surprise of this thing

Scowling in the sand

Had she known she would have left

Right there and then, but

Curiosity held her

Like butter on bread

Halloween night, time of fright

Fantasy holds fast

Imagination rambles

Blue crabs in dim light

Scuttled away in the night

© gillena cox 2025



“It’s alive!” – Victor Frankenstein, Frankenstein (1931)


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Monday, October 27, 2025

1329

[image composed with a little help from picsart]
My Haloween Haibun( end with 3 haiku)
I aim to write a Haloween story. It must be gruesome and chilling. Nevermore nevermore call me chicken. This is not a travelogue.  This is not a resurrection issue. This writer is evolving. So set your mind to do some reading, some thrilling, chilling reading.

he eats his bride
green monster Frankenstien -
stroke of midnight

headless horseman
to buy a swifter steed -
sells his head

wrapped in linens -
awaked he calls his dad
mummy dearest

© gillena cox 2025





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Thursday, October 23, 2025

1328

[image from the internet]
Ihis is what i hope to read at Saturday's live online
Sketching Salvation

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Tuesday, October 21, 2025

1327

 Play Mas

masqueraders fill the street 

the road is all yours 

that time of sunny year when

Whine and jab cohorts 

beads and buntings quivering 

bodies dancing free 

music is appropriate  

carnival time oui!

© gillena cox 2025

NOTE
'Play Mas' is my micro season as well as the poem title. I wrote 'Play Mas' using the Choka form, but starting with a 7 syllable line



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1326

[image courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]
With night comes 
The flicker of tiny flames
There used to be before
Climate change
And present day rules
Hand held spatklers

Sparkle continues 
Irregardless
In joy of family
Reunion
Food music chatter 

Who needs sparklers then
When the sparklers become
Themselves 
Divali night

© gillena cox 2025




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Tuesday, October 14, 2025

1325

[image courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

 At Near Mudnight - A Fold

Riding at super speed, at near midnight,

Tree silhouettes stayed their stance,

I saw a moon oh so bright,

I wanted to just have it for myself,

You should hear my gallop at near midnight,

Of what, i have no idea,

My trusty steed took a fright, 

There before us, the grim reaper grinned,

Said i at this time of night,

Get thee hence! still, he did swipe,

Off rolled my poor head, at near midnight.

© gillena cox 2025



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Monday, October 13, 2025

1324

[imave courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

not even your colours can cheer me.


they invite me to your exhibition

but what will I do there.


without my hands upon

your summer face, i am a ship  

lost in tempest winds

© gillena cox 2025



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In response to today''s prompt - i wrote A  cherita


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Thursday, October 9, 2025

1323

Memory is the happiness of being alone. ― Lois Lowry, Anastasia Krupnick
[image from google]

I Do Miss - Fold
The smell of freshly baked bread,
Still haunts me in a pleasant way,
And the comic books i read,
And swapped, those were fun,
I miss, smell of freshly baked bread
I think the most, from my growing up,
All these reveries carried in my head 
They keep me busy enough
I luv my aloneness but instead
Sometimes folks question my aloneness
Yes i do miss, smell of freshly baked bread
© gillena cox 2025


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Tuesday, October 7, 2025

1322


in Cocorite and WestMoorings. Trinidad

[image from google]



MAKING MYTHS [8] LET GO
Anxious. For night, 
Angry is its might
October demons capture Wind
Twisting her so
She pull away
And in so doing
Oops! roofs are ripped away

Let go you demons
Let go of Wind
That she may finds butterflies
To scallop and sway

Oh but jealous of
Tonight's supermoon
The October demons
Make faces at the sun
Torturing Wind to daytime havock
© gillena cox 2025




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Monday, October 6, 2025

1321

[image courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

Quadrille - Boo

 What a bootiful day,

The October moon must say,

She's larger than life,

And booting hidden stars of strife.


Since she's so big and bootiful,

There are books a plentiful,

To read as bedtime boosters,

So sleeptime will not be at all boorish.

© gillena cox 2025


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Thursday, October 2, 2025

1320

[AI generated using Bing]

Goddess - A Fold

I am goddess; if you agree,

How would your adoration then

Befit that i-creature in me?

Would you send supplication?

To this goddess, if you agree.

Heaven is her abode and destination.

Do you understand what you see?

Power and mercy are her instructions,

But only, if you realize the i in me,

Ponder this! smile but never smirk,

At this goddess she, if you agree.

© gillena cox 2025

 

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Tuesday, September 30, 2025

1319

[this photo first posted HERE]

The ocean's song

In island crossings, we dare to listen

To the ripples of the vast ocean,

To the engine's roar across its surface,

To the rocks we engrave with our stares in passing.


Nothing from the distant mountains

Can tell us, not to journey bright;

But from the splash of a baby turtle,

Will the pattern of watery entertainment sing.


Our lifejackets securely donned,

We stare into the vastness of 

An ocean, a picture, a song of trust,

Ah! the wind will silently caress our cheek,

If we open windows to the view of her songs.


From jettied shore to rocky shore,

The songs of adventure in careful prattle,

Fill the pirogue of curious care,

From here we left by watery way,

Now we safely get there.

© gillena cox 2025


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Monday, September 29, 2025

1318

Response

A warm Caribbean morning progresses, with clear sky and pigeons in flock, out in the street. Here we have no Season of Autumn. Clouds are forming and patterning in creative shapes, left to the mind of onlookers to interpret. There will always be the storybook mind delighting with their imaginings. The rain drizzles and ceases. No one hears the breeze; still, a plumeria responds.

on the grey paved walk

a white flower has fallen -

its center yellow  

© gillena cox 2025

 

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Thursday, September 25, 2025

1317

[AI generated image]


 A Play of Lights - Rengay between Gillena Cox & David (ben Alexander) Bogomolny 

with my eyes i trace 

a pattern of stars at dawn -

praise for a new day/gc


tears blur one small boy’s efforts

to outline big sheriff’s badge/db


a yellow alert -

the way colours shape our

weather and warnings/gc


night rains streak the glass -

she runs the red turns too quick

on slick, empty road/db


office noises left behind

returning to home alone/gc


an owl keeps steady

while headlights veer and scatter 

through the storm-soaked dark/db


Collaboration Note: The Rengay is a short form created by Gary Gay

 'A Play of Lights' is a Rengay between Gillena Cox - St James, Trinidad & David (ben Alexander) Bogomolny  - Jerusalem, Israel.

Start date: September 15th 2025

End  date: September 17th 2025

Written: via email


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Tuesday, September 23, 2025

1316

[image - AI generated]

 The art of happiness - a quadtille


Feeling the need of some happiness?

Maybe because you are sad,

Or people in your space are sad.


Do something nice for someone!

Smile with someone!

Listen to Soca music!

Dance as you listen !


Say a prayer for world peace.

'Happiness matters',  speak it!

© gillena cox 2025



 

Monday, September 22, 2025

1315


 Posey

Yellow ixoras you stay open,

Once bloomed, through day

And through night;


Sleepless under Caribbean skies,

In your sweet umbrella forms,

Put you in a posey,

What would you represent?


Loveliness, continuity, happiness,

hopeful, joy, alluring

Ay yes, 

I know, you would be enduring. 

© gillena cox 2025


Thursday, September 18, 2025

1314

Lady Sings The Blues an old movie memory,
The music of sky from azure to cloudy 
Blue plumbagos when they pop open like umbrellas.

These are a few of my blue thoughts today

And then there are mountains blue,
From the roundabout to stare at to be amazed,
A drink the colour of smurfs,
To delight children, restaurant fun.

These are a few of my blue thoughts today
© gillena cox 2025

Wednesday, September 17, 2025

1313

[The Studio Boat (Le Bateau-atelier) by Claude Monet from google]

 model

lips cherry red 

lounges in sheer demur 

she longs to stir about yet still

she smiles


smiling

she maintains her  outward relaxed

sweet apperance for him

hair shining gold

his muse

© gillena cox 2025


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Monday, September 15, 2025

1312

 The yellow  fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, shed tears so much so, that leaves tremble under its weight, and loosen into the streets flooding areas


It is the lash of a season of hurricanes, even though the punishment is not meted out evenly


The thunder and lightnings sound their loud reports. They just cannot be about their business quietly, for it is the nature of thunder to sound out, even sometimes outside the season of Atlantic hurricanes

© gillena cox 2025

Saturday, September 13, 2025

1311



Voiced for 13th September 2025 OLN [live edition]  If you did not attend you can listen now
 


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Thursday, September 11, 2025

1310

[photo courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

This Moon Is Enough

After an early supper,

There was she, hung

Bright bold and round,

The night moon;

I thought she was a supermoon,

Oh but no,

She was just the Februrary moon,

Shinning for me,

To end my birthday,

The waitress said,

There is a new ice cream shop,

On the floor below,

I said to myself,

This moon is enough.

© gillena cox 2025

Tuesday, September 9, 2025

1309

Did he ever say it?

I love you i mean,

Of course he did!

Is the sky blue?

Well not always.


So he may have loved me, somewhat

Is delrium a mystery of male makeup?

Or maybe sometime,

Or even mistakenly,

Or he might have thought he did.


Isn't the "i do" factor

A happily ever after story line?

So then why does the griot

Stumble and mumble at

Where is he? 

Where is she?


Might "happily ever after stories"

Do have a time frame, or

Could it be, it contained the word

Together?

Which got lost in time.


You know,

Words and phrases

Can be quite fickle,

That way.

© gillena cox 2025

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Monday, September 8, 2025

1308

[image courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]

 It was much more than sitting,

Much more than applauding,

So much more than an evening

Out to see them dancing.


So much more than bodies twisting,

More than engaging

In those fine stories unfolding, 

To the attention of a spellbound audience,

Much more.

© gillena cox 2025

Thursday, September 4, 2025

1307

August

you came in with

wide anticipation 

frenzied steelband recognization

farewell 

© gillena cox 2025

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Thursday, August 28, 2025

1306

Ismael Nery (circa 1931) - 'Eternidade' courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub

Eternidade: The Fold
Gotta focus, spot on,
Every corner ever shadow,
Is drawn, to the dream-tron,
Into the spectacle
That is eternity, spot on;
Where is the nuturing heart?
Will it recover the forlorn?
The disillusioned?
The desire to belong?
To something greater than self,
Just gotta focus, spot on.
© gillena cox 2025

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