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image- Still Life with a Hat, an Umbrella, and a Bag. John Frederick Peto - courtesy Magpie Tales


THE COTTAGE
She was tired of littered streets
Careless wanton disrespect deletes
Rewards left at sunset’s presentation
Muck and grime scenario revelation

Trudging through bones of discontent
Tiredness a shawl of ragged lament
Bore down her soul crossing that bridge
‘Tween toil and evening’s destined cottage

The solace of humbleness awaits
With fine face and tidy debates
Of cobbler, soup and bread, or fruit and cheese
& cheery old aunt; purse hat & brollie release
© gillena cox

written in response to the photo prompt The Mag 271


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The Tuesday Platform

Monday WRites #13

image from Pinterest



You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #13; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



CREATION SONG 1
What brush daubs morning
Splendor of bird songs
Whose at the tip of sky-grey yawning

Breath awakened the night longs
To go in concealment

What wonders bring you daylight
To steer a course of puzzlement
Do you have that right

Lo! the fullness of day no one
Dares claim for his own
© gillena cox 2015





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image from public domain


THE CATERER SAYS...

Wine
full dry white fruity
curing bottling chilling tasting
Ice bucket corkscrew cocktail evening supper
driving entering asking directing nodding
cheddary sharp tangy salty
Cheese

THE CATERER SAYS - a diamante poem
© gillena cox 2015





Written for the prompt by Fireblossom
Fireblossom Friday: Recipe For....Poetry
Challenge:poems which include a list of some kind

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... most historians contend that jellybeans were first linked with celebrations of Easter in the United States sometime in the 1930s for its egg-like shape. In politics, jelly beans earned fame as Ronald Reagan claimed them as his favorite treat.


HAPPINESS
And, as night stood, cobalt blue,
They now cower'd around a cold moon,
All strident clouds of daytime sun shivering;
Lived by the light, slept in the night;
Happily then, one bright star, sang a lullaby;
Ever these words so sweetly heard,
After, they had supped, on jellybeans
© gillena cox 2015








Written in response to Susan's prompt today
Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Happiness

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Linking to THE TUESDAY PLATFORM

Monday WRites 12

Ascension of Jesus image from google dot com

You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #12; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites




CLOUD
When morning faded in stellar allure
Seeks to bewitch with dust and pallor

When rocky terrain magically appear
Drawing blood at feet weary of wear

A cave where a stone heavy with rest
Forebodes such charm further regress

A talisman for a penny worth of light
Needs be the salvation honed foresight

Cloud covered let this day then assume
The gift to perform miraculous abloom

Cloud be meandering heart's day dream
Smothering despair return joy to deem
© gillena cox 2015







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Dance The Bele by Karin Best image from google dot com




SPAWN
swing children sway,
sway for the rhythm of chantwell,
chantwell words from the mouth,
mouth of griots, souls of the landed,
landed here in new sounds,
sounds to mourn the loss of mother land;
mother land expands, to birth fresh voices,
voices of rapso, shaping this identity,
this identity of third world cultures,
third world cultures of first class music,
music of steel bands, and kaiso singers,
kaiso singers: telling, telling, telling of,
telling of ancients, and spawn of futures
© gillena cox 2015









Written for today's prompt from Karin at
Weekend Mini Challenge--Connect the Chimes!