Monday, July 17, 2017

Monday WRites 115

[all images in this Blue Mosaic from google dot com]


MOSAIC BLUES
She wanders amongst lonely clouds,
Her shoes are prime stilleto blue,
A postcard away from gathering crowds,
Of this she is all for nought too new,

Even should a bird pause to listen,
Narry a song will be given to morning
Though sunlight to dew will glisten
Still to moon drops she be clinging.
MOSAIC BLUES © gillena cox 2017

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Monday Mosaic #49


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Revisit
17 July 2015

Saturday, July 15, 2017

427


MERGE
I
there's magic in my kitchen

as two sets of colours
food colours merge

the child understands
the merging delights her
another colour mix


II
this immersing and flowing

there is no loss
only merging [return]ing

maybe a return
to that oneness
that already was


MERGE - photo and poems © gillena cox 2017


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Fireblossom Friday: Bang, You're Dead
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

426


GRACE TO LOVE
War and peace and
Wedged between, tempers of greed;
Boundaries and borders and
Staked to claim, loss of reason;
Bullets and bomb and
Laid to waste, blood and bones crushed;
Heartache and loss and
Equations unsolved, all to nought

War and peace and
Lessons unlearned, to heartbeat of repetition;
War and peace and
Prize of destruction wanton;
War and peace and
Anguish for light in shroud of darkness

War and peace
Oh that light should
Fathom the grace to love
Least war and peace
Be forever at loggerheads
GRACE TO LOVE © gillena cox 2017

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Midweek Motif ~ War & Peace

Monday, June 26, 2017

Monday WRites 114

[image from google dot com]

UNFETTERED MOON
Indigo dream haunts turgid night
Clarion moon smiles her slim coy
In shadows then let pleasure abide
For too soon will night leave us

Serve jeweled kisses to love's banquet
A tad of wine will to passion behest
Least rainbow's wane be state of unicorn
Twinkle surely million stars be watchful
UNFETTERED MOON © gillena cox 2017

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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 #114, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites ❧✿❧







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Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Sunday, June 25, 2017

424


WISHES
On Undiscovered planetoid
Where Retirement dwells
With her friends, Solitude and Wisdom
There sits a treasure

Much like the box of dear old Pandora
Its locks are rusty
Its hinges will creak, surely if one dares
To open it without a wish

I wish for length of day
Syllables to swirl in light of awe
Health to manage newness
In fast-paced age of being.
WISHES © gillena cox 2017


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Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
FASHION ME YOUR WORDS TO FOLD ~ Ergo
I'm the prompter for this one

Thursday, June 22, 2017

423

[image from google dot com]

MAYBE

They are waiting anxiously
for the lights to go out,

or maybe not the lights to go out,
for the curtains to open maybe,

maybe; just maybe, there be poems
wherein tunnels end, for light to shine.

MAYBE © gillena cox 2017


Note
Any Ekphratic undertones are sheer coincidence, in double checking spelling of some words, I came across the music video, listened to it, and decided to add to the post.


Blog hopping today with
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Literary Excursions with Kerry ~ Metafiction

Revisit
22 June 2015



Wednesday, June 21, 2017

422

[image from Pixaby dot com]


YOGA
In breath
A clearing sky from grey to azure
Pinks and salmons tinge bird song
Coolness of melons in every matter
Spider webs there sunrays belong

Hold
Life spins millions of tiny particles
Energy can create share or mandate
Such may even be grasp of tentacles
Understanding petals unfold to relate

Release
With gift of ego word a beautiful poem
Disperse compassion to all things unknown
Uncertainty exorcise to a steady low hum
Smile for love of God and seeds well sown
YOGA © gillena cox 2017


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Midweek Motif ~ Yoga
Prompter today is Sumana Roy



Revisit
21 June 2017