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Tuesday, November 3, 2020

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BABY GIRL

Earlier, I kept watching the poui pink and pretty

Blossoms giving life to skeleton branches wise and witty

So much so I smiled without knowing the reason why

And cradled my baby still in my belly in a way so shy

My first time becoming a mother

How would I know i was carrying a daughter

A child I think who knew me from long ago

Then came November, our first meeting, love aglow

Cradled there in my arms

Suckling so sweetly exuding her charms

She, with her hearty appetite

That was a November love at first sight.

November 2019

REVISIT
03 November 2015
November joy 2019

Its Day 42 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 Radio Station

ENJOY THE MUSIC: Alicia Jaggasar - La Dedicacion- Parang

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Poetics – Stoddard, Longfellow and Bryant say hello! (What does November mean to you?)

Monday, November 2, 2020

Monday WRites 270

[Mosaic 1 leaves and flowers of Caricature from my archives]

[Mosaic 2 Click the arrow to play Caricature jigsaw puzzle online]

[Mosaic 3 quotes]

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First Monday of November and its raining here in T&T.
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #270: A Happy Monday to all.

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Mosaic Monday
#103: Road Trippin' Part I

AND

In need of a happiness project - quadrille

A SONG OF RAINDROPSSing a song of raindrops, falling on flower petals, some refusing to leave, cause happiness is not a roll off task.If you got hold of it and can't drink it, still, hold it, and keep it like precious pearls, for as long as.© gillena cox 2020

REVISIT
2 November2017
2 November2016
raindrops fitted

Its Day 41 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 radio station

ENJOY THE MUSIC: Singing Francine - Christmas Is Love

Monday, October 26, 2020

Monday WRites 269

Poinsettias

Click the arrow to play this puzzle online

❧✿❧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 #269: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧ Have your poinsettias started to blush, Christmas fast approaches

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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#102: Hockaday Museum of Art

AND

Haibun Monday 10-26-20: Happy Halloween!

SUGAR RUSH

A mockery of cavities, a murder of crows. What can an inkblack sky tell of stories yet to be told?

Trick or treat, the song of all hallows eve. A carnival of bone sketched skeletons roaming the streets. Ghoulish faces mask the treasury of kids greedy for their sugar rush.

How many sweets can any one child eat.

her witches' hat felled

a toddler's tears hushed for

a bag of candy

© gillena cox 2020

REVISIT
26 October 2016
26 October 2015
sloppy floppy Halloween tale

Its Day 34 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 radio station

ENJOY THE MUSIC:Voces Jovenes - Daisy Medley

Monday, October 19, 2020

Monday WRites 268

[From my archives 2015 photos taken at La Vega Estate. Lovely Sky and Blue Plumbagos ]

BLUE-DOM

My earth's a magnet

This i know, no way will i fall

Way way below.

Find we some wings

I swear i shall fly

Way up, way up to the sky

To a vast blue-dom

Above the clouds

There i to reside, never die

© 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 #268: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧ Today is General Elections here in Trinidad and Tobago

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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#101: September Spotlight Redux

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Quadrille #144 - Poetic Magnetism
Prompted to pen a poem of precisely 44 words, including some form of the word magnet

REVISIT
19 October 2016
19 October 2015
...poetic rays

Its Day 27 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T

ENJOY THE MUSIC:Voces Jovenes - Daisy Medley

Monday, October 12, 2020

Monday WRites 267

Sometimes i think, we look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of time.

Consider the bees hovering over yellow ixoras, gathering sustenance. Leaving footprints of pollen.

Looking at them do we think of fierce stings, like thorns on a pretty rose bush. Or the buzz of honey making in abstract cone like mosaic cubes, poured golden into jars within reach, on grocery shelves to sweeten temperaments on tea craved days.

from quiet stares -

murmur of bee at breakfast

yellow ixoras

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We are in our 100 Days of Christmas celebrating on the radio with musical genres themed for the festival by our local artistes and singers and too some of the traditional pieces
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 #267: A Happy Monday to all

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Mosaic Monday

#100: September Spotlight

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Prosery: Telescope of Time

prompted to write a prose using the line from D.H. Lawrence "We look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of Time"

REVISIT

12 October 2017

.12 October 2015

sussuration

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Its Day 20 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 radio station

ENJOY THE MUSIC: RemBunction - Christmas Quarantine

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Monday, October 5, 2020

Monday WRites 266

[In Mosaic 1: Leaves of The Caricature Plant and leaves of Purple Shamrock. They are the same colour all year through since we in T&T do not have a Season of Autumn] and a painting of The Caricature leaves

FASHION ME A NEW NORMAL

Wet blanket, this novel corona. Shut ins, lock downs, distancing, serves us cold turkey.

We mask to ward off viral attacks.

Birthday song our hand washing guide for children.

Elbows bounce, and hugs must be virtual. What a world this new normal fashions.

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[In mosaic 2: Leaves of The Purple Shamrock which maintain this colour throughout the year. Here in T& T we do not have a season of Autumn. Our two seasons are The Rainy/Hurricance Season and The Dry Season]

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Its Day 13 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 radio station

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Mosaic Monday

#99: My Escape

AND

Quadrille #113: Blanket Us

REVISIT

5 October 2015

...birthing a new normal

...new age plight of our children

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ENJOY THE MUSIC: Gentle Del Caribe- Los Tocadores

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Wednesday, September 30, 2020

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DECEMBER JOY - A FOLD

A sigh of relief October all over

Oh winds of September you were unkind

You messed up my roof and left for another

How then can i say i love thee most

I sigh with relief October all over

Surely my February wines and dazzles me

Still the love of December will never be over

For did he not come on strain of angel songs

Joy of a baby in a manger laid under cover

A saviour not for one but for all to remember

December comes quickly October all over

##NOTE: I have used the phrase ' October all over ' as my fold repeat in this poem. It is from a rhyme i know as a child regarding the hurricane season.

##NOTE 2.:The hurricane climatology adage “June: too soon; July: stand by; August: come they must; September: remember; October: all over” is a hoary chestnut that glibly elides risks at the beginning and end of the season.[from the internet]

##NOTE3: This 2020 September did really mess up my roof and left me with leaks