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A SCARE FOR THE CROWS

Aren't you scared 

Afraid maybe

But scared i'm not

Whose afraid of 

Unworthy crows

Dont be a scaredy cat

Well then lets face this 

Scarecrow come alive

Scaremonger 

Scaring is the pasttime

Of

The unafraid 

Lets scare the living daylights

Out of those crows.

A SCARE FOR THE CROWS© gillena cox 2022

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 This was Monday WRites # 369

OCTOBER ALL OVER

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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[Japanese Art Figurative Painting Mario B. Gil Hairdresser Edo period from google]

HAIR PRETTY  

Wanting to get a good shampoo

Make her hair real pretty

So bid

She did

Make her hair real pretty

Seated there wrote she a ditty

To calm her nerves moreso

So glad

She had

To calm her nerves moreso

The trip back to her bunglow

In traffic jam with fret

Stopping

Starting

In traffic jam with fret

Without bandana her regret

Wild to wanton it grew

Chutney

Cut me

Wild to wanton it grew

HAIR PRETTY  © gillena cox 2022

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Poetics: The Indian connection

Challenged to use 4 from a list of words given. Exploring the Indian origin words in English Language.

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Divali 2020

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[The potato eaters by Van Gogh from google dot com]

First date and she was talking about The Potato Eaters. Try the soup Henry nudged. She hesitated. Soup was not a dish she relished. She was a rice and peas taste. She loved pelau and she loved fried chicken. 

The soup of the day was pumpkin. Pumpkin was a vegetable she liked. Or was it a fruit. Anyway a craftily sculped Jack o Lantern was also to  her a must in October. She had all her carving tools stashed away in the cupboard near the back of garage

 clack of the lock

her new beau walks in smiling -

soup anyone

© gillena cox

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Divali 2020

Here in T&T today 24th October is a public  holiday in observance of Divali: The festival of Lights

[divali image from google dot com]

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 This was Monday WRites # 368

OCTOBER almost over

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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[The Birth if A Poem by Sehiry Reznichenko source google.com]

ON WRITING

Is then any tree a book?

Page after page,

Leaf after leaf of

Divine hieroglyphs thereof

Page after page.

Is then any ocean a magazine?

Wave after wave

Ripple after ripple of

Uncensored chirography hereof

Wave after wave.

Is then any Christmas a salvation?

Stable after stable

Of magi and of baby boy

 Message of redemption ploy?

Stable after stable.

Is then any pen a poet's arm?

Scribble after scribble 

Of  syllables utterable

A serving of words adorable

Scribble after scribble .

ON WRITING © gillena cox 2022

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MTB: In a Roundabout Way 

challenged to write a roundaboutHere are the rules and structure:Four quintains (five-line stanzas) for a total of twenty linesIambic meter throughoutLines have 4;3;2;2;3 feet respectivelyLine 5 repeats line 2Rhyme scheme is aBccB bCddC cDaaD dAbbA[don't think i got the meter right though, so mine is an attempt at roundabout.Still hope you enjoy reading my poem 'On Writing']

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[image courtesy dVerse]

A STUNNING TIMEJingle jangle bells of  merriment A faint memory of last year appears To add it place in today's firmamentThe season nears for reindeer flightsFancy the toys to every apartmentIn an edifice absent of chimneyWith kids, their eyes wide of wonderment.A STUNNING TIME © gillena cox 2022

Welcome to Monday WRites # 367

OCTOBER yeah!!! 

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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