Wednesday, April 29, 2015

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image from google dot com - Bird of Paradise flower



BUS TOUR
The bus is cool the day is hot
The AC is turned up just right
Voice of the guide drones on
When we turn our head to the left
Next we turn our heads to the right

There are no rails now no trains to ride
Buses now do us the cross country- drive
Voice of the guide drones on
There is history to this side
Industry stands side by side

The sea we can see
For an island are we
Voice of the guide drones on
Waves return in foamy white kept
Bird of Paradise flowers wind swept
© gillena cox


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╭✿ ╯'BUS TOUR' is my new poem a response to today's prompt
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you can also revisit where this haiga SWOONED is first published at Lunch Break 2013




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Frog-Cups in New York City

CHALLENGE:from Magaly Guerrero, she noticed a tiny plot of frog-cups or Fritillaria meleagris in bloom. so, it’s perfectly clear; we have to write a new poem that will include a flower named after an animal or a bird named after a flower.
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Tuesday, April 28, 2015

63

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HAITI'S PAIN © gillena cox
an oldie written in 2007; click the hyperlink to hear and to read the poem







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Monday, April 27, 2015

Monday WRites 9

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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 #9; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ my poem today is a recipe poem ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

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RECIPE FOR POESY
Gather ideas as fresh as dewdrops
Distil your muse harness your thoughts
Gather herbs of rosemary and thyme
This verse meanders within a rhyme
So far so good yet this work’s not done
Pounding and kneading is then to come
Meaning into metaphor also wit and pun
Let it rise from sunset till next the sun
Grab your bowl now as dawn birds twitter
Toss this dough while pink clouds enter
Its been a dash of this and a bit of that
Free verse poems are where its at
Bake till golden brown as needs a good crust
Repast of a hearty flavour needs room to adjust
© gillena cox





verses


GRAB MY BUTTON



Written for the prompt today from Björn Rudberg at
Poems In April DAY TWENTY SEVEN - It is not just about food
CHALLENGE: to write a poem in the form of a recipe. It can either be something we can actually using for our favorite dinners, but why not a recipe for something more abstract such as love, spring or death.

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Saturday, April 25, 2015

61

this haiga first published at Lunch Break


PINK - a quatrain
Pink daubs the poui blossom
Illustrating seasons of Easter
Narrating tales of happy aplomb
Kites dip and rise higher, higher.
© gillena cox



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Poems In April DAY TWENTY FIVE
Turning Pink

CHALLENGE: Our prompt today is to write a new poem or prose poem using the word pink in the title or verses. Write in free verse or form, the choice is yours. Here's wishing you all a good Saturday & happy weekend ~ Grace (aka Heaven) .

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Friday, April 24, 2015

60

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"THE LITTLE SEED AND HIS BROTHER"

A little seed shifted, in his soil. "Lets ask Wind to save us" "How ?" said his brother, "How will wind save us ?" "And what shall we tell Wind?" "Oh" said the seed, "We can say to her - Wind, look, here we are at the edge of the path, surely, should we stay, the birds will come and eat us up; then we would become birdseeds." But what else can we be?" asked his brother. "Well, lets ask Wind and then we can find out. So the two seed brothers waited on Wind and they heard her as she drifted by the next mornng.

"Oh Wind, Wind they cried out can you save us?" and Wind smiled as she ruffled and furled her wide beautiful skirt and swept them away.

And so now, it was sunset and here they were. Then the little seed shifted again in his soil and said to his brother. "Lets ask Wind to save us" "How ?" said his brother, "How will wind save us ?" "And what shall we tell Wind?" "Oh" said the seed, "We can say to her - Wind, look, here we are between patches of rock, but we are such tiny weak sprigs; when Sun passes by tomorrow, we will surely be good and well scorched; then we would become toasted seeds" But what else can we be?" asked his brother. "Well, lets ask Wind and then we can find out. So the two seed brothers waited on Wind and they heard her as she drifted by that night.

"Oh Wind, Wind they cried out can you save us?" and Wind smiled as she ruffled and furled her wide demure cobalt skirt and swept them away.

And so now, it was morning and here they were. So the little seed shifted then again in his soil and said to his brother. "Lets ask Wind to save us" "How ?" said his brother, "How will wind save us ?" "And what shall we tell Wind?" "Oh" said the seed, "We can say to her - Wind, look, here in this thorny place, there's thistle all around us; if we try to grow up we will be stifled; then we would become choked seeds" But what else can we be?" asked his brother. "Well, lets ask Wind and then we can find out. So the two seed brothers waited on Wind and they heard her as she drifted by the next mornng.

"Oh Wind, Wind they cried out can you save us?" and Wind smiled as she ruffled and furled her wide beautiful skirt and swept them away.

And so now, another sunset came, and here they were. Then the little seed shifted again in his soil and said to his brother. "See now brother, this soil is so fertile and nourishing surely you can feel the difference. "Oh yes answered his brother, i know i can grow and mature into a healthy tree here, but what can we be?" Well now said the little seed you can be Tamarind, and i Guava." Then his brother chimed in, "you can be Mango and i Soursop" Then the little seed retorted "i know, you can be West Indian Cherry and i Carambola" and so they went on and on, on and on, on and on, happily, way into the night .

And later that night Wind smiled as she ruffled and furled her wide demure cobalt skirt and saw them fast asleep.
© gillena cox


After reading "The Little Seed And His Brother" you may want to read [Matt 13:4-9]

wrote this in 2012 and first published it at Wordchimes dot com



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Written for
Poems In April DAY TWENTY FOUR
Go Grimm

CHALLENGE: Four Wishes: Integrity, Compassion, Courage and Joy.

Now, go frolic in your word forest, beware of trolls, magic moss and poisonous mushrooms. Please follow the popcorn trail-I have left for you. If one of the recent Disney films inspires you or the enchanted television shows-by all means go there~ .

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Thursday, April 23, 2015

59

image from google dot com



OOMPALAPILLAR
How many legs has an oompalapillar,
More, much more than a caterpillar;
The first one’s to admire,
The second one follows to require,
An answer, what is? an oompalapillar.
© gillena cox ( for my grand-daughter Zuri )


oompalapillar - a word i created just for this poem



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Written for
Poems In April DAY TWENTY THREE
Last legs

CHALLENGE: How about a poem about legs? Yours or anyone else’s. Including any other creature.

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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

58

image from google dot come




LOVE...
....
..........AWRY


I love you you are my love
Rolls easily off my tongue
Suffice to say a starry night
Twinkles surely just for us right
If we are together the world
Is in magnificence a right fold
The universe is a peaceful place
How then this restlessness of my soul
Perchance to dream only of old
For light passes in fragile handfuls
And measures all for nought-fuls
Now there is only emptiness emptiness
Emptiness the source of sweet succor
And bitter is the taste of that sauce
© gillena cox



i tried to write a sonnet folks

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