stirred emotions --
leaves go a-whirligig
in fall gangs of wind
© gillenacox 2023
##Since in my clime there is only Rainy Season And Dry Season i chose to write an ekphrasis, in the haibun form.
stirred emotions --
leaves go a-whirligig
in fall gangs of wind
© gillenacox 2023
##Since in my clime there is only Rainy Season And Dry Season i chose to write an ekphrasis, in the haibun form.
We swelter in a spell of hot days,
Not knowing what hell is, yet
Giving affirmation to heat and its ways.
Will our minds expand to set;
Standards, none of which exist?
Scientists warned of climate change,
But verily some insist,
That scripture seeks our spell to range,
Between good behaviour and bad;
All is lost are the sayers of boom,
Lets make their faces to look sad;
So we kill and ambush to our doom.
Shutting in or shutting out installed
Questions, those
Puzzlers, even
The mind most peacefully set, is enthralled.
© gillenacox
Way Of The Wind
Let's see how this chapter enfolds.
I've always wanted to go on a visit,
To see the age old cherry trees,
In the Japanese festival.
To catch a sakura petal in my hand;
Or bask in the tremendous splendor
Of flowers carpeting a wonderland.
©gillenacox
[image courtesy dVerse poetry]
Soup Of The DaySoup of the day bubbling hot
Whose the owner of this pot
Bubble bubble if you must
We all know that it is just
Corn and pumpkin that's our lot
© gillena cox 2023
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An Inhertitance
Large pumpkins heavy like alien suns lay sprawled in the patch of garden. The old farm house had been neglected for too many moons. This was the perfect time to regain her inheritance. She had roamed the country far and wide here is where she belonged.
Halloween was fast approaching. She opened the creaking door of the wooden barn. This place needs a coat of paint she mused. She checked her carving knives. All that she needed was hère.
Pushing her hands in her pocket she pulled out the last stick of gum, carefully unwrapped it and stuck it in her mouth and began to chew. You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket, she mused. Mmn this taste like apple.
© gillena cox 2023