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image from google dot com


INSIDE OUTSIDE WORD PLAY
inside outside
all around-side
breath life prana God force

inside outside
all around-side
thought spirit life creative essence

inside outside
all around-side
voice poetry word being

inside outside
all around-side
pause breathe suspend

inside outside
all around-side
gravity weight or less-ness

inside outside
all around-side
question answer real surreal

inside outside
all around-side
dream live move be

inside outside
all around-side
voice poetry word being

inside outside
all around-side
movement electricity dynamism

inside outside
all around-side
difference sameness earth sky

inside outside
all around-side
micro macro universe
© gillena cox


want to add a verse of your own at comments? sure, go ahead


Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Inside/Outside Looking Out/In

Monday WRites

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).

This is week 2 of Monday WRites ❧✿❧ its open mic again ❧✿❧ Welcome ❧✿❧ however you must WRite something and link in to earn your stay





image from google dot com


LENTEN MEDITATION
nails pierce
foliage bones,
who drives a stake through life?
the taste of sin sours his gall
shame weeps

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THE JOKE'S ON US
madman!
messiah ha!
if God's king did come then,
glitz would have been every entrance
really?
© gillena cox




linked to
Magpie Tales Mag 259


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THE TUESDAY PLATFORM


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GRAB MY BUTTON
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image from google dot com


CREATIVITY'S SPHERE
Sometimes, loneliness throws a curve ball,
In an inning, to send a player running,
Running for the catch;
But there is a stumble, and a very near miss,
Excitement applauds the relish of such,
A lovely stroke;
Ending in solitude, for that's where the striker,
Who really is a griot, of sorts, wanted to take
The story line;
Out of the field of grassy abandonment, and,
Into an undefined space, of fresh new dreams,
called creativity's sphere.
© gillena cox



Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Loneliness / Solitude'

Welcome to Monday WRites

“Monday WRites” ❧✿❧ a new Monday meme starts here, with an open mic Monday 16th February 2015

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 ❧✿❧ however you must WRite something and link in to earn your stay.

When you link in ❧✿❧ visit one another, to share an encouraging thought ❧✿❧ the linky will be open for 7 days each week


Monday
with daring goes
the jouvert reveller
a descent into primal self
road spree
© gillena cox

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edited to link up to THE TUESDAY PLATFORM - love is all you need

GRAB MY BUTTON
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image courtesy The imaginary garden with real toads


A TENDER THING?
what's this of love a tender thing
a flood of rains will cool the skin
a dying star to grant a wish
a guitar pan strums ire magic
what sears then every heart to spin

what sears then every heart to spin
as the score of every pulse so beat
as there's seed for sowing
as fros winter into Spring
what's this of love a tender thing
© gillena cox


[writing and scrapping, writing and scrapping, really; i dont know where i'm going with this one, you all will add definition with your comments; Happy Valentine 2015]



Written in response to Kerry Says ~ Is Love a Tender Thing?

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cool down Wednesday Trinidad and Tobago



COOL DOWN WEDNESDAY
Center stage/roiling wave-ends:-
Wet the feet of fleeting thespians;
They stomped through the asphalt and the greens;
Warrior, enchantress, bird, octopus, jewel, jab
In the Monday sun of the Carnival
In the Tuesday sun of the Carnival
The Carnival sun dances, in radiant bedazzlement
The fans, awed in cultural wizardry, of colour and craft
Cool Down Wednesday:-
Roiling wave-ends wet the feet of thespians
The Wednesday sun is harsh and unrelenting
The Wednesday sun is sober and unforgiving
© gillena cox



Written in response to THE TUESDAY PLATFORM - The Minack Theatre
This stage is carved out of the granite cliffs
of Porthcurno, Cornwall

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image courtesy Mag Pie Tales


MS ME
she's the one, who clears my thoughts...
of mundane vagaries, and lifts me aught
to the sighs of angels tripping words over
tumbling from shelves as at a grocer;
Ms Me:
i purchase my soul, for a plastic worth
of chocolate hearts, and wager the dearth...
of love lost in a matrix of clever excuses;
stepping up to the dais, of world wide recluses
Ms Me:
i shout from a podium mysterious
voices, shattering mirror mirror of fastidious...
mirror mirror of lookers Look!!!...Seers!!! see
the toy-maker's coils shaping the you and the me
© gillena cox



written in response to the photo prompt The Mag 257