SILENT HOLY NIGHT
Star bright -
Every angel
twinkling, did appear,
That night proclaimed holy, by His
Design
SILENT HOLY NIGHT © gillena cox 2015<>
Written for Susan's prompt
Design
Friday, December 18, 2015
161
SILENT HOLY NIGHT
Star bright -
Every angel
twinkling, did appear,
That night proclaimed holy, by His
Design
SILENT HOLY NIGHT © gillena cox 2015<>
Written for Susan's prompt
Design
Monday, December 14, 2015
Monday WRites 41
image from google dot com
NOEL
Gabriel
He did proclaim
His coming and His name
Emmanuel
Noel Noel Noel
May His peace with us remain
And His love our hearts acclaim
As spoken by the angel
A star shone bright
Three wise men
Gifts they did bring
On that heavenly night
Joy to the world Amen
The angels did sing
NOEL© gillena cox 2001 [also at poemhunter]
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 #41, ❧✿❧ whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
NOEL
Gabriel
He did proclaim
His coming and His name
Emmanuel
Noel Noel Noel
May His peace with us remain
And His love our hearts acclaim
As spoken by the angel
A star shone bright
Three wise men
Gifts they did bring
On that heavenly night
Joy to the world Amen
The angels did sing
NOEL© gillena cox 2001 [also at poemhunter]
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 #41, ❧✿❧ whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
Sunday, December 13, 2015
159
STARRY STARRY NIGHT
on a cold wintry night
sparks of his historical birth
warmth of innocence that night
touched every grain of desert sand
a saviour there lay at night
happy the word for his coming
silencing the winds of the night
into the light of a thousand stars
yet brighter shone in the night
his manger star a guiding light
STARRY STARRY NIGHT© gillena cox 2015
In A Grain of Sand ~ Micro Poetry
The object of this challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines... The subject matter is left wide open, but bear in mind the 'In a Grain of Sand' angle.
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
158
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COLOURS
Of all the colours enhancing
Sky seems most embracing
Not even the emerald sparkles
Of great ocean largess
Can outdo her enchantment
Blue denims parched and faded
I'll listen to the blues
When i'm feeling low down sad
The mountains loom larger after
The tantrum of rainy days
And tiny flowers in dots brighten
The Savannah variously hued
Green leaves
And blades of grasses
Lucky charms
In four leaf clovers
Sunset extends burnished at last
Tired is day and happy is night
Stardust will sprinkle wishes to sight
Orange marmalade
Sweeten the butter
Oranges and lemons
To morning zest brighten
COLOURS © gillena cox 2015
Written for Sumana's prompt
Colours
COLOURS
Of all the colours enhancing
Sky seems most embracing
Not even the emerald sparkles
Of great ocean largess
Can outdo her enchantment
Blue denims parched and faded
I'll listen to the blues
When i'm feeling low down sad
The mountains loom larger after
The tantrum of rainy days
And tiny flowers in dots brighten
The Savannah variously hued
Green leaves
And blades of grasses
Lucky charms
In four leaf clovers
Sunset extends burnished at last
Tired is day and happy is night
Stardust will sprinkle wishes to sight
Orange marmalade
Sweeten the butter
Oranges and lemons
To morning zest brighten
COLOURS © gillena cox 2015
Colours
Monday, December 7, 2015
Monday WRites 40
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MIST
There is a mist, settled over the mountain
A soft rain whispers a song of early morning
All of sweet dew, drooping palms to pertain
In the street a pigeon struts her nonchalance
Not many faces turn to look over the mountain
The start of a new work week embraces so many
Umbrellas will greet the drizzle, clouds contain
Commuter or driver, yet to wrestle traffic peaks
Surly Monday tempers, in decent hearts amounting
Fit the iterate fate, of facing a weekend ended
There goes the mist now, rising over the mountain
MIST © gillena cox 2015
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 #40, ❧✿❧ whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
linking to also to The Tuesday Platform
MIST
There is a mist, settled over the mountain
A soft rain whispers a song of early morning
All of sweet dew, drooping palms to pertain
In the street a pigeon struts her nonchalance
Not many faces turn to look over the mountain
The start of a new work week embraces so many
Umbrellas will greet the drizzle, clouds contain
Commuter or driver, yet to wrestle traffic peaks
Surly Monday tempers, in decent hearts amounting
Fit the iterate fate, of facing a weekend ended
There goes the mist now, rising over the mountain
MIST © gillena cox 2015
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 #40, ❧✿❧ whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
linking to also to The Tuesday Platform
Saturday, December 5, 2015
156
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GINGER BEER AND SORREL
Sorrel drink and ginger beer
Pass the glasses round my dear
Christmas time is surely here
Azure sky again to cheer
Christmas time is here
Now Parang breezes veer
Whiffs of salty ham to steer
Sing merrily, have no fear
Ruby red and golden clear
Fill our empty glasses dear
Sorrel drink and ginger beer
© gillena cox 2015
Written for Hedgewitch's prompt
Flash 55 Plus
Our Challenge comes from a traditional English carol called The Holly and The Ivy.
We are to, use the emphasis of the carol on the two plants, and on pairings, explore, contrast or complement the idea of two: two colors, two symbols, two plants, two animals, two events, two people... two of anything; various pairings of elements as the carol does.
Write exactly 55 words--no more, no less--of prose, poetry or microfiction on the topic of your choice, and link it to this challenge.
GINGER BEER AND SORREL
Sorrel drink and ginger beer
Pass the glasses round my dear
Christmas time is surely here
Azure sky again to cheer
Christmas time is here
Now Parang breezes veer
Whiffs of salty ham to steer
Sing merrily, have no fear
Ruby red and golden clear
Fill our empty glasses dear
Sorrel drink and ginger beer
© gillena cox 2015
Flash 55 Plus
Our Challenge comes from a traditional English carol called The Holly and The Ivy.
We are to, use the emphasis of the carol on the two plants, and on pairings, explore, contrast or complement the idea of two: two colors, two symbols, two plants, two animals, two events, two people... two of anything; various pairings of elements as the carol does.
Write exactly 55 words--no more, no less--of prose, poetry or microfiction on the topic of your choice, and link it to this challenge.
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
155
image below my Paranderos 2009 haiga reposted
PARADEROS
He is aged, like the mountains surrounding green valleys
His teeth, what's left of them, stained with aguinaldos
Announcements; from maracas shaking, mandolin strumming
Men, chanting of the king born in a manger to Mary
El Senor, they call him
Ah those women, in frilly skirts like swaying bougainvillea
On branch tips, espadrilles embedded, on dancing feet
The rum, free and hot, gushes through blood-heated veins
Here passion flows to warm already hots days, when gypsy like
They stray from their homes, to carry the spirit of Christmas days.
This vintage energy still lives,in the young ones, singing
The strains of the parang today
PARADEROS © gillena cox 2015
Written for Susan's prompt
Energy, Vitality
PARADEROS
He is aged, like the mountains surrounding green valleys
His teeth, what's left of them, stained with aguinaldos
Announcements; from maracas shaking, mandolin strumming
Men, chanting of the king born in a manger to Mary
El Senor, they call him
Ah those women, in frilly skirts like swaying bougainvillea
On branch tips, espadrilles embedded, on dancing feet
The rum, free and hot, gushes through blood-heated veins
Here passion flows to warm already hots days, when gypsy like
They stray from their homes, to carry the spirit of Christmas days.
This vintage energy still lives,in the young ones, singing
The strains of the parang today
PARADEROS © gillena cox 2015
Energy, Vitality
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