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PHOENIX TEARS - FOLD
Is this an omelet breakfast ?
Well of course go ahead then,
Crack those eggs, whisk them fast,
No just sitting there in the fridge,
If it's to be an omelet breakfast
Like the bird from fire and ashes,
Pandemic tears and sorrows last
Never forever, tis our challenge,
This quest of new normal, surely,
For resurrection day must come,
Seems this is an omelet breakfast.
PHOENIX TEARS (Fold) © gillena cox



Blog hopping today with

Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #36: “a phoenix first must burn”
Challenged by Magaly to: to birth new poetry or prose inspired by the phrase “a phoenix first must burn”. Go literally or figuratively.



REVISIT
9th September 2015
...phoenix of endurance
...bigger than the phoenix


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Monday WRites 262

[Mosaic 1 - A painting by my son Khama Cox & some face masks i made last week]

Shh. There's talk of a wave coming,
Should you even care you of the daunting
Refusing to wear your mask
Saying this constraint is such a task
Better that little discomfort
To the choice of going forth
Shh. Are there pigeons in the eaves?
© gillena cox 2020

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Its now mandatory to wear a mask in public, here in T&T🇹🇹 and one can be fined if caught not conforming to this law.

You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #262: A Happy Monday to all



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[Mosaic 2, todays random words]


Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#95: 2013 Weekend Getaway

AND


Quadrille #111 – What’s That Rustling in the Eaves?


REVISIT
7 September 2015
...pigeons stir
... eaves 2017






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JOY OF REST - A FOLD
Now today, i shall rest in my words
I will lay there slumbering still
A crumb of laziness, like those birds
Perched on branch of hushed sunlight
Latched there, i shall rest in my words
Breathing silence, inhaling oxymorons
Ignoring the cacaphony of a virus, stirred
Like dandelion seeds on whiffs of normalcy
No way shall i dance to anything i have heard
Simmering in flavours of spicy metaphors
Countenance today: i shall rest in my words.
JOY OF REST - A FOLD © gillena cox 2020

NOTE
How to construct The Fold Poem HERE
and HERE



Blog hopping today with

Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #35: The Joy of Rest

AND


GOTHIC ARCHES

Monday WRites 261

[Mosaic 1: Independence greeting, i am making face masks to give as gifts, & a red ixora bloom from my garden]


[Mosaic 2: family fun - origami done with family members, prompts via what app messages March and April 2020]


BOOK CLUB DAYS
Book club days, days of talk of stories read. And too, so much more to these sessions. Birthday cakes and birthday songs, even those who thought they couldn't sing would join in.

Food fashioned after stories read, muffins, pelau, sandwiches juices, wine. All these foods finding their platters at our meeting table.

And then those days we leave the meeting room to socialize a bit. Walks, rainforest trips, hikes, all bringing us together as we fashion our own stories that we may look back on.

as soft as velvet
the paperbark tree receives
hugs from the book club
© gillena cox 2020


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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
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #261: A Happy Monday to all AND
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE TO T&T



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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#94: Family Fun

AND


Haibun Monday 8/31/20: Take a Hike!
Prompted by Frank J. Tassone


REVISIT
31 August 2017
31 August 2015



ENJOY THE MUSIC: God Bless Our Nation (Instrumental) - Narendra Maharaj









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Monday WRites 260

[today's Mosaic: leaf of caladium, ixora flowers red and yellow and spider lily leaves and flowers]

CORONA APOLOGIA
What a bummer
This novel corona stunner

Shush-ing planet earth with mouth and nose gear
Calling us super heroes if we wear

Our mask of Covid 19 protocol

Maybe there was just soo much name calling
And too much cussing

We are sorry Ma!
© gillena cox 2020

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Our churches have been lock down again. The SEA exam for children 11 plus was held last week - not as virtual exercise but a physical event, though schools are still locked down. we are still battling to flatten the curve.

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Blog hopping today with

Quadrille #110: Shall we bum around a bit?
CHALLENGE: Just write a poem of precisely 44 words, including some form of the word bum.



REVISIT
24 August 2016






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HOT CHILIES DANG!
earth healing ward
ssh noise to a minimum
keep footsteps and

laughter in paper bags
meat and dairy in cold
storage within rage

of pheasant birds
ancient romance to wild feasts
where belong daggers

that a swallow might
scream for dinner wear blacktie
and stilettos plss
© gillena cox 2020


BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #33: “swallow screams for dinner”

Prompted by Magaly with a line from C Sandlin's poem Telling Stories


AND


OPEN lINK NIGHT
On This Day…


REVISIT
21 August 2019
21 August 2017
21 August 2016

Monday WRites 259

[In today's mosaic 2 words and neem leaves]

NEW WORLD BEHIND THE MASK
Bared lips ruby red and for the daring, dark shades easing into black. They showed their souls when they stared, angrily, cheerfully, tentatively.

This was the world of the western patterns, wild women who stood up to everything. Were there a cause, their uncoverd lips spewed criticism.

Clearly audibly words left their lips.; like the singing of psalms, sometimes reverently. When it is over said and done, it was a time and there was never enough of it.

It all happened so quickly though, the muffled voices behind the masks. The necessary cordorning of space. A sentence of worldwide meter. Man women and child speaking now behind the mask.
NEW WORLD BEHIND THE MASK © gillena cox 2020

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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#93: Wide Open Spaces (A.K.A. "The Little Rav That Could")

AND


Prosery Monday: A Time
Prompted to use the lines from Allison Adelle Hedge Coke, “A Time”
“when it is over said and done
it was a time
and there was never enough of it.”



REVISIT
17 August 2016
17 August 2015




ENJOY THE MUSIC: Stevie Wonder - A Time To Love feat. India Arie