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Thursday, November 10, 2022
Tuesday, November 8, 2022
984
THAT MOON
Shining through, the lonely lady of night
Like a cyclops, sees
Every indecent proposal
Posted to a disgusted face.
Under the cherry moon, one bright
Spring night, she tossed a rose
To the heap awaiting garbage disposal.
You see it was a case
Of unrequited love; how wrong so right,
There the meaningless token,
Awakening no arousal
Of appreciation for a vase,
Was cast away out of her sight.
Cocktail breathed a sigh of relief,
The color of night was lethal,
An assault of sensitivities at base.
Fifty shades of grey just might
Be, the perfect hue of that moon global.
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Monday, November 7, 2022
983
[image courtesy dVerse]
Stars never it seems stay still. All their twinkling are for nursery rhymes and astronauts
She liked the months of October and November. The brilliant reds oranges and yellows and then the decaying browns
All of this was to her a statement of skeletons; the caw of blackbirds and the future of red cardinals against snow
Colour held its theater of life and death by the throat and its choreography of light and darkness in nimble piroettes
‘In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems.’
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This was Monday WRites # 370
A HAPPY NOVEMBER
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Thursday, November 3, 2022
982
LOVE LOST
The rain that sat upon a leaf
Stayed there till morning came
When daylight sat in sky so high
I heard them sing a song of love
Tis not for sorrow nor for grief
The shoeless man was lame
He lost his money in a gamble
And kept one side of her glove
Calypso singers in their lief
Sing words of unfair game
Tis said he had shed the tear
For she was his lovey dove
Ne'er to look back in disbelief
He knew he was fool all the same
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Monday, October 31, 2022
981
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
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Tuesday, October 25, 2022
980
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
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Monday, October 24, 2022
979
[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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Here in T&T today 24th October is a public holiday in observance of Divali: The festival of Lights
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This was Monday WRites # 368
OCTOBER almost over
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