Monday, October 31, 2016

Monday WRites 81


THERE BE WISE PUMPKINS TOO
There was a pumpkin round and smart
The light he craved from his very start
He wobbled and shifted
Until indeed was sighted
And brought home from the vegetable mart
THERE BE WISE PUMPKINS TOO © 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 #81, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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Sunday, October 30, 2016

308


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COUNT HALOWEEN VAMP
There was a vampire twisted and dead
Lay in a coffin so lucid stories read
A maiden's neck alack
For him held no slack
Dammed he to lust of sweets instead
COUNT HALOWEEN VAMP © gillena cox 2016

blog hopping today at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Creatures of the night

Friday, October 28, 2016

307


DIVALI FLICKERS
To stir love's pot with lamps of clay
Night shifts from day
Tiny flickers
These are stickers

The adventures of light and dark
Have sealed its mark
Firmly affixed
Truth here it sticks

Good-over-evil weaves a tale
threads never frail
Bind devotees
At Divali
DIVALI FLICKERS © gillena cox 2016


Glossary
Divali also spelt Diwali, Deepavali - celebrated every year in autumn in the northern hemisphere... It is an official holiday in Fiji, Guyana, India, Pakistan, Malaysia, Mauritius, Myanmar, Nepal, Singapore, Sri Lanka, Suriname and Trinidad and Tobago. One of the major festivals of Hinduism, it spiritually signifies the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, knowledge over ignorance, and hope over despair.

Note
October 29th 2016 Divali - Public Holiday in Trinidad and Tobago


Blog hopping today at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Celebrating the Season - Dreaming with Stacie


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Wednesday, October 26, 2016

306


NEUTRAL GREY
Suddenly they take to the air
pigeons of grey
with a stutter
with a flutter

Not flashy like friend kiskadee
they like to be
more like friend dove
the boon of love

The don their somber coats to bear
neutral wear
archetypal
acoustical

NEUTRAL GREY © gillena cox 2016


Blog hopping today at

Mid week motif~ Neutrality / Objectivity

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

305


MOON POESY
What a large large moon i exclaimed
To the offering of a night sky long planned

A stunning moon greeted my stares
From a distance still to me unfathomable

When that bright moon seared my thoughts
I stared in wonder for this was a night

A moonlit course of opening my heart
To the shadowy foibles encased in poesy

Is there ever a moon on high not loving
A poet's soul not witholding a swooning
MOON POESY © gillena cox 2016


Blog hopping today at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
The Tuesday Platform
Kerry's open mic day

Monday, October 24, 2016

Monday WRites 80


[image from google dot com]

BRAND NEW
Tell me Monday
Are you beginning
Are you playing second fiddle
Do you even care

Says Monday:
Like it or not here i come
With my blues
My weekend hang overs
And unfinished homework

Tardy last minute finishers
Fresh spruce starters
Here we-go-again yawners
All this, and more I am

Monday -
Of the "new" work week
Of the "new" school week
Sunday's rest is over!
BRAND NEW © 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 #80, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites ❧✿❧ BRAND NEW is written in imitation of ‘Answer July’ by Emily Dickinson, if you would like to read more poems in this style click here



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Sunday, October 23, 2016

303


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SOUND OF THE WIND
blowing in the wind
myths and fables, grins and sighs -
autumn leaves curling


Earth spews up colour, her hue and ray, mocking the sunshine come what may, many are leaving so much to say, change is a coming a cold white day. Carve you sins to suits of grey, shelter whims in stacks of hay, reaper hands a harvest brings to weigh, colour appetites to supplications essay.
SOUND OF THE WIND © gillena cox 2016


Written for
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Kerry Says ~ It's Blowing in the Wind
the challenge from Kerry: to select a line or lines from the work of Bob Dylan - 'Blowing In The Wind', and use it as the spring-board for a poem. The words themselves do not have to be included in the body of the poem, but merely as a reference,

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