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[image from google dot com]

MISS PRETTY
Back then, it was easy to sit, hours on end
To have kinky hair corn-rowed with, or
Without the extensions added, to lend
The length of vanity, time thus courted;
Youth and its foibles reveled hours on end
While 'Miss Pretty' sat poised on the wall
She adored these glam hours we would spend
Hairdresser braided, she preened or napped
A yellow-eyed little fur-balled friend
So well named such a hoity toity cat,
Those were days of coiffure hours on end
MISS PRETTY © gillena cox 2016


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Midweek Motif ~ cats: in response to Susan's prompt


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Monday WRites 70

MORNING FRESCO
Morning pours herself into another day
Weaving threads golden of sunlight array
Shards of mirrored sky and watery sea
A ripple here, adrift the silence glee

Moon hoping a tad bit more to stay longs
Only from feathered fancies such songs
Designed to twitter in much lively accord
What harmonies this dawning should award
MORNING FRESCO © 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).
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[google dot com image]

ONE QUEEN BEE IS ENOUGH
That day, that inauspicious day
When the Grinch snatched my crown
I cried like Christmas never was

Did I tell you that green, is, really
Her colour, suits her to a tee

I spread out, after a good shake, my wings;
Sat crossed-legged, and inhaled, then
Summoned my drones: To work! To work!
There's a war to be won
ONE QUEEN BEE IS ENOUGH © gillena cox 2016


Written for

in response to Magaly's prompt 'Which Bee'

HEY YOU TOADS, WATCH THIS

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[Clip art from yahoo dot com]

SOUL MATES
Before our skins touched the breath of our pores
Before our mouths echoed a creation of commands

There you were in cloud of dreamscape
There you were your face in my minds eye

Asleep i slumbered snugly in your ethereal arms
Asleep i smelled your fragrant sweet eternal being

You became the cliche, the end to my sentences
You became the dew for fresh new mornings

We etched the sunset into our empty recognition
We etched the horizon out for changed landscape

How then can i let you go, for what more
How then can i say goodbye, when my love stays
SOUL MATES © gillena cox 2016


Written for
Prompt Nights – Intuition’s as though we’re seeing with our soul [25]




[Clip art from yahoo dot com]

CHICKENED OUT
We joined the queue
It was quite a long queue

I was adamant. Yes I replied
Let's join the queue

We were going to meet the gypsy
So we joined the queue

Brixton market, there we were
Balmy weather, us in the queue

We moved up a bit, a slow crawl
Seemed never ending, this queue

There she was reading a palm
After a long wait in the queue

We could see her now
From our place in the queue

Aw let's go, I change my mind. So
after all this time we left the queue
CHICKENED OUT © gillena cox 2016


Written for Lets take a look at the cards, shall we? – [24]

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[Image 'Grande Anse Beach' from yahoo dot com]

A SNIPPET OF THREE CITIES
I
Leaving Scarborough, when you stopped by the women selling the benne balls, they smiled with you a welcoming smile, though you were leaving to get on the boat to go back home.

my initials carved
on the trunk of a tree -
roots of ancients

II
The sea grapes are green. They do well to hide among the leaves. Looking out at the beautiful crystal sea, a jet of sea spray follows the water skier. Puffy white clouds fashion the sky - Grand Anse beach St Georges.

flip flops prove
tedious senseless foot wear -
wet sand hot sand

III
There at Portobello Road, there where the hagglers meet to bargain, just for the tradition of buying and selling in this particular way, I share my smile to a click of the camera . London is foggy I expected a Caribbean kind of sunshine, after all, they told me it was summer

bubble gum ice cream -
a distant tinkling now
growing soft softer
A SNIPPET OF THREE CITIES © gillena cox 2016


Glossary
Benne balls - a sweet made from sesame seeds

[image from yahoo dot com]


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In response to Grapeling's prompt Travel: Get Listed for August

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[electronic bug zapper - from google dot com]

YE NEW ZAPPERS
Whack, blitz!
Once the hand of pro Tec tion
Slammed these nuisance buzz ers
Now the slam of Tec no lo gy
Stuns him to ob liv ion
Mosquito
Zap
Whack
Blitz
YE NEW ZAPPERS © gillena cox 2016

Blog hopping today at
Midweek Motif ~ Predator and Prey:

in response to Sumana's prompt

263

[image from Trinidad All Fours Game Gifts

ANOTHER WIN
match sticks at table, a definite must
new pack of cards, a welcome plus

fill that lacuna, the lunch time hour
hang the Jack such thrills to devour

another match stick added, game just won
the language of silence eyes do sound

the All Fours game, partners in sync
allow opponents, a sip of softdrink
ANOTHER WIN © gillena cox 2016


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