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[a google dot com image]


THE REASON BEING
Crunch colour and lace
Who sets the pace

Just because, angels respond
Not every sylph will be blonde

Falling lilacs when they carpet
dull spaces in their contacts

Break the spell of doldrums
Even now Spring time comes
THE REASON BEING © gillena cox 2016


Revisit to read
Angels
Crunch colour and lace
Falling Lilacs

Written for Magaly's prompt
A Poem of Our Own

The Challange: to create poetry into which we weave the titles of 3 of our own poems.

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Prompt Nights – Spring is the time of land’s awakening [11]

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[anteater: a google dot com image]


SOMEWHAT SILLY
Do anteaters eat aunts?
What a wildlife to live!
And of uncles, would they flaunt
A tongue so fickle, as to give,
Riddles to every question asked?

Chased by the pride of lions

Truly, i'd rather be an aardvark
Running fast and burrowing deep;
So grandma can sing me to sleep.
SOMEWHAT SILLY © gillena cox 2016


Written for Kerry's prompt
Get Listed! ~ The Compound Word Edition

The challenge: to use compound words in constructive and imaginative ways:a minimum of three words to include in your poem of the day.

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Day 3: Idiots Herding the Blind 4/6

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[image courtesy the imaginary garden]


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!


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[a google dot com image]


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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[image: a facebook share]


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