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Tuesday, August 30, 2022
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[image credit Dawn by Joan Miró from pinterest]I LISTEN
The song birds are quiet,
Rested from their dawn thrilling,
The sky silvery with some tints.
I wake before dawn and
I choose to wait for their songs,
Before getting out of bed.
What would morning be without them?
I LISTEN © gillena cox 2022
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Monday, August 29, 2022
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Today's mosaics 'The Shape of Leaves'
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There is grand sun. Dare you to look her in the eye, and cold ever changing moon, pretentious as love outside of a movie theatre screen.
There is no aroma to the rain, petrichor is a lie that belongs to the earth. Wildflowers, seemingly pretty, are really weeds, reality check! You rip them out, they appear like magic rabbits in a hat.
When i'm feeling low, when the coffee is just a bitter dark draught in a mug with a silly drawing of a flower and a bird, and the apple peeled is cut across to reveal a star without a stupid night sky.
words of scripture
hold over my head a halo -
a protective tent
When © gillena cox 2022
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Welcome to Monday WRites # 360
Already today is the last Monday of AUGUST
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).
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Thursday, August 25, 2022
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KISS THIS NIGHT
Since music sustains,
There’s no need for hunger,
No, let us feast for life regains
Help, of passion's well auger,
Come let us dance this night,
Let us fashion each star shine,
Us, just us two, under moon's sight;
Kiss goodbye those eyes that brine,
And nurture instead a giddy heart
Part thee waves sweetheart of mine
KISS THIS NIGHT © gillena cox 2022
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Tuesday, August 23, 2022
954
The bay tree let go of her scent.
To an evening breeze who spent,
All of her humour in a little
Tryst enlivening, nothing bitter
Should taste of the gift of roses,
Given when shy silence encloses,
The heart of two,
Meant to ensue,
The adventures that love may,
Bring to them, that pass that way.
AROMA OF A BAY TREE © gillena cox 2022
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Monday, August 22, 2022
953
MORNING SMILED
Morning smiled her charming silvery grey cloud skyself above my wide eyed open stare A coolness to the August muggy backyard where leaves fallen decompose. Will today remain clear and bright?
thunder and lightning
a pillow forms a tent so
a face can hide
MORNING SMILED © gillena cox 2022
Today's mosaics 'variegated leaves'
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Welcome to Monday WRites # 359
A HAPPY AUGUST to all my visitors and friends
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Monday, August 15, 2022
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[image courtesy dVerse poery pub]
Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings:—–by Oliver Wentdell Holmes Sr., from The Chambered NautilusLAZY DAYS AND MONDAYS
A song sings to the heart, from a deep place of lazy being. It gathers strength in its silence, reaching on unseen wings to a clever site of understanding.
Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings, a song so clear and smart, that a mundane Monday understands the hearts yearning for more than its lazy care.
I get up in the rhythm of serious understanding and reverent obedience. I go to the washing machine. It is time to do the laundry. Two tubs are whirled and swooshed, and hung out to air dry. Well done to me, lazy retirement days are sooo very embracing.
Prompted to: Write a piece of flash fiction or other prose up of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line from the poem.
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© gillena cox 2022
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Welcome to Monday WRites # 359
A HAPPY AUGUST to all my visitors and friends
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).
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