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dragonfly image from google

 A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY

Who will question your diaphanous wing,

And wonder wither does your flights to fancy be.

Are there bird songs that you too wish to sing?

Will the dawn wait a  lazy sun to be.

As day lights azure clearest of blue sky,

Mocks such clear patterns mirrored through thine,

A cathedral of stain glass windows sigh,

Weight of suffering impassioned  to wine.

Oh stay! that I might ask questions of you,

For truly you distance by so quickly,

Zipping by from air anywhere  perched to,

Allow passersby to watch lovingly.

You know beauty lies in those admiring eyes.

You know yourself for their contentment lies.

  A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY© gillena cox 2021

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Creepies and Crawlies…

REVISIT

14 September 2020

14 September 2017

14 September 2016

Monday WRites 315

 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 # 315: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.

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Mosaic Monday #147:

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Prosery: DOING OUR DUTY

Prompt: to use the line

"So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm." 

from William Blake’s poem

The Chimney Sweeper: When my mother died I was very young

AGAIN WITH THE COVID PRECAUTIONS

Watch your distance. Mask up. Wash hands. Sanitize. Keep your surfaces at home clean. Wash your fruit and veggies before storing.

Take the vaccines. There are lots to choose from. 

This might all sound very boring, but, better a boring one than no life at all.

Stay at home and medicate, if you feel sick. Don't mix in public.

So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.

 © gillena cox 2021

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[Image from Google]

TEMPLE OF HEALING
We wander through hot desserts of sands gold,
No one dares turn dust into loaves of bread,
Picking up instead nuggets of goods sold;
Pfizer, Sinopharm, such stones that are read,
In wastelands seen of dread dungeons dark.
Repeat and be saved; the shamans heads shake,
For light overhead, awaits, broken spark.
Lips quiver in wisdom, walls roll and quake.
Oracle has spoken for our sake.
TEMPLE OF HEALING © gillena cox 2021

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MTB: Something Novel in Lines

REVISIT
9 September 2020
9 September 2015

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Dragon from Pinterest

Yesterday i posted Shudder - A fold linking it to dVerse and as quickly as today i am mining it with some new punctuations, line breaks and an extension of the storyline, and adding it to one of my series.

TALES OF A DRAGON UNSEEN - MAKING MYTHS [9] 

"Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong."
She whispered to Erke, edging up even closer.
His sword sheathed, he dare not prolong
this agony of not knowing, what monster breathed
ahead. "Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong,"
he agreed with Gurtha, quickening his stride.
Just then, in the distance, the booming of a gong.
They stood frozen, holding breaths an eternity.
Quickly a shudder wove through the forest, a throng
of sensation. Forever cannot be drawn in a circle.
"Shh! mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong."

The dragon shimmied its way back into the sea.
Silvery scales wagon-wheeling through the vast
wetness. Only to Neptune's trident he chose to flee.
Of loud percussions had he, no taste of entertainment.
So dragon prince, shimmied its way back into the sea.
Then the ripple of leaves against a whistling wind,
and Holy monks in a temple, tired too of duty,
Was now, all that remained of a harrowing night.
Till the next season of moon birthing, maybe,
Erke and Gurtha would have have to wait their adventure.
For the dragon shimmied its way, back into the sea.
TALES OF A DRAGON UNSEEN - A DOUBLE FOLD © gillena cox 2021

NOTE
How to construct The Fold Poem HERE and HERE

REVISIT
MAKING MYTHS [8]
MAKING MYTHS [7]
MAKING MYTHS [6]

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#86 Mining the Journals

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image 'Banana Fronds' first posted HERE

Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong

She whispered to  Erke edging up even closer

His sword sheathed he dare not  prolong

This agony of  not knowing what monster breathed

Ahead, mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong,

He agreed with Gurtha, quickening his stride.

Just then, in the distance, the booming of a gong.

They stood frozen, holding  breaths an eternity.

Quickly a shudder wove through the  forest,  a throng

Of sensation; forever cannot be drawn in a circle.

Shh mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong.

SHUDDER - A FOLD© gillena cox 2021

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I chose from the list given, the sentence  to compose my poem:

 “Perhaps we are reading the shadows wrong; forever cannot draw a circle.” – Winter Moon ~ Part Three: Petals of the Sun

Monday WRites 314

 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 # 314: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.

Ah September and the weather here in T&T brings stormy days. With roofs blown off, flash flooding and trees falling. Yet we cling to hope and resolve. I have chosen yellow as the colour representing hope in my post today.

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Mosaic Monday #146: Hope

AND

 

Quadrille #135: Shake that Poem Groove Thang

Quadrille - groovy

Let me bring you my yellow groovy,

Better than any boring movie.

Lets dance baby in yellow sunshine,

Today is special to moo, cows, and moonshine. 

And with silver linings at dawn,

We shall wrap ourselves warm. 

This poem writes itself,

  A magical  elf.

Quadrille - groovy © gillena cox 2021

REVISIT
chant for hope 2021
hope in today 2020
hope and renewal 2019
a hope lies in 2018
something called hope 2017
hope and recovery 2016

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image Tale of The Nine Tail Fox

Gumihos, or the nine tailed foxes are mythical creatures commonly heard around East Asia. Lee Yeon is a powerful Gumiho and former mountain deity who has lived over a thousand years. The drama kicks off with his search for the reincarnation of his one true love Nam Jiah, who was separated from him due to possession by a deathly plague, metaphorical for the evils in the world. As the plot thickens, we find shades of love and sacrifice as Yeon sets out to battle his nemesis, save Jiah and in turn protect Seoul from dwindling.

#courtesy dVerse

KASA - CHOICES

He sees her that nine tale fox

She sees him her wannabe protector

Him alone she desires

Will he be forever hers

She will use her cunning ways

To achieve her whatevers

He will think before he acts

Family before passion

His first kiss seals a contract

To a wife wise and loyal

Not for him the nine tail fox

With her guile and wayward airs

KASA - CHOICES © gillena cox 2021

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Open Link Night #299

linking back to

Poetics 

 Exploring the realm of Korean literature - first stop Seoul

REVISIT

2 September