You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #8; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ my poem today is an quote acrostic ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
IXORA
right outside my front door, they bloom;
this simple joy of yellow, like tiny umbrellas,
bunched together, to shelter fairies from
rainstorms of the tiniest hearts; and alas,
and this is true, the never ever sleep;
they yield to the wind, letting go of sisters,
causing any sweeper, to sweep and sweep;
you'll never have guessed the named, ixoras,
claim of God's eyes, ever opened;
until that time when the wind says felled
© gillena cox
Ixoras come in different colours: white, pink, red orange and i feel certain other colours i've not yet seen.
This is the day that the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
--Psalm 118:24 [English Standard Version (ESV)]
I never knew and always wanted to know the meaning of my name, GILLENA; i was told as a child it was chosen by my Godmother, whom i never knew. Then later in life already in my fifties while doing contract work as a cataloger i came across a book of baby names, and there it was. I did further research in library books of names and came upon a listing which said it goes way back to the Hebrew Culture and its meaning - JOYFUL. I was pleased with this bit of research, for i think even when i'm sad i yearn for the joy of the day.
GRAB MY BUTTON
Written for the prompt today from Björn Rudberg at
Poems In April DAY TWENTY - What's your name
CHALLENGE: Take your name and use it’s meaning to create a poem. If you do not know the meaning of your name, you might find this useful. If you have a nom de plume, or prefer for various reasons to hide your name in a riddle. The prompt is wide-open and you can use any form or metaphor to write your poem today.
