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HAS IT SPROUTED YET
never again to traverse the hill
nor the dales dear Panza
for broken jaws and wasted spears
if not by maidens be despised

forlorn this pinwheel spins a tale
such were the jasmines we planted
where giants we accosted
by folks windmills they were cursed
have they sprouted dear Panza
HAS IT SPROUTED YET © gillena cox 2016

Written for
Flash 55 PLUS!


AND

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SECURE
Shield me fold upon fold
Tight as a bud, secure in
The prime of moon's swooning

Let the freshness of morning,
Jewel me dewdrops, to awaken
My desire, for cloud filled skies;

Oh harness the songs of birds
Twittering for another dawn
Of dreams that poets may pen

To say nay, to look away,
Surely you jest, for i wither,
I wilt, without morning light
SECURE © gillena cox 2016


Written for
Prompt Nights – Sûrement vous plaisantez – Surely you jest [10]

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SO CRUEL
Who stones the path of love, with soleless shoes
In paradise, awaits nectar, no one sings the blues

Run to the fountain, where love, flows ever free
Trumpet your choruses, busying flutter, as a bee

Where, under shady trees, congas rock after school
Why, string the puppet now, you gotta be so cruel
SO CRUEL © gillena cox 2016

Written for Isadora's prompt
Out of Standard - What's My Line

The Challenge: to write a poem incorporating the lyrics as you misunderstood them to be. Never misheard a song lyric, or just not getting inspirado from yours?
We all have one....that one song lyric we have misheard and believed to be accurate only to find out some time later (and probably after some great debate) that the real lyrics are something else entirely.

I chose "So Rude" by the group Magic, when i first heard the song, i thought they were singing [Why you gotta be so cruel]

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ETCHED
i remember hearing her song
liking it because Tina sang it
i remember humming her song
i think Tina's reeks of diva

songs come a million a meter
like the tide
memory remains

to reign in our responses
footprints on a sandy beach
etching our hearts
ETCHED © gillena cox 2016




Written for Marian's prompt
Bittersweet Melodies

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CHARM
a charm of humming birds,
jeweled in sunlight,
their wings beat of understandings,
to curtail all sobbing crowds;

brooch this veil to his chest,
he who ignites sorrow in the light of day
come, lament your woes in divine halls
cloistered in stained glass windows

a shadow of its backward dance
these humming birds unique in their
flights of nourishing awe
here lamb are fed on daily bread
CHARM © gillena cox 2016
[with thoughts and prayers for those suffering from terrorist attacks in Brussels today]

Written for De's prompt at
Poetics : Poetry is for the Birds

Challenge :to draw our poetic inspiration from the whimsical, musical, magical names given to groups of birds.

Linking also to
The Tuesday Platform

Monday WRites #53

A Happy Holy Week to all
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REDEEMING GRACE
Joyful joyful sang the angels
To chords of night called so holy
Strains of shepherds piped chorals
Could not contest them worthy

Thence the cries of hosannas
As the ass his burden bore
Then that place of sorrowful coronas
In shrouded garments to endure

Hear that sound of cracking sky
When his head bowed of nails abusive
To feet and palms oh hear his cry
With gentle heart he did forgive
REDEEMING GRACE © gillena cox 2016



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 #53, ❧✿❧ Todays write is linked to The Imaginary garden with real toads❧✿❧ Whats your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites




GRAB MY BUTTON
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Written for Outlawyer's prompt
Under an Influence; Anxiety Lost In Translation; Blocking Writer's Block- Weekend Mini!

THE CHALLENGE: Take a poem written by someone else. It doesn't have to be a favorite poem, but one that interests you. It can be a poem written in English, or another language, if you prefer (but that's up to you.) Read the poem a few times over, ingest it. Then sit down and write your own poem.
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inspiration for my poem is from John Milton's The Passion
Erewhile of musick, and ethereal mirth,
Wherewith the stage of air and earth did ring,
And joyous news of heavenly Infant's birth,
My Muse with Angels did divide to sing;
But headlong joy is ever on the wing,
In wintry solstice like the shorten'd light,
Soon swallow'd up in dark and long out-living night.

For now to sorrow must I tune my song,
And set my harp to notes of saddest woe,
Which on our dearest Lord did seize ere long...[click the link to read his whole poem]

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TIMELY MUSIC
these are morsels tasty, fed from your finger tips holy
mother - harmony of sky and earth; a crescendo of praise
rising, on notes of elation, the echo of sound melodious

these are aromas sweet, delicate as a lullaby hushing
to sleep, baby eyes in buntings warmed with the kisses
of humming quavers, in skies darkening for shadowy moons

these are the silvery linings rimming dawn's trimmings
as yet another tomorrow sneak peeps a day ahead to yesterday
singing all the songs; of lament, of cheers, and of hosannas
TIMELY MUSIC © gillena cox 2016

written for
PROMPT NIGHTS On Popular Demand – Such passion music can raise and quell [3]