A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY voiced by gillena cox 2021
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Wednesday, September 15, 2021
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image first posted HERE
PAPER WINDMILLS
Amidst the lively music
The costumed revelers
Bright sunshine
And cumulus mounds of cloud
There walks about
The windmill seller
He lacks neither colour
Nor motion
Stuck into a pole
Are little whorls
To dazzle and mesmerize
The little ones onlooking
Look! paper windmills
I want one
I want one
I want one too.
© gillena cox 2021
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Tuesday, September 14, 2021
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dragonfly image from google
A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY
Who will question your diaphanous wing,
And wonder wither does your flights to fancy be.
Are there bird songs that you too wish to sing?
Will the dawn wait a lazy sun to be.
As day lights azure clearest of blue sky,
Mocks such clear patterns mirrored through thine,
A cathedral of stain glass windows sigh,
Weight of suffering impassioned to wine.
Oh stay! that I might ask questions of you,
For truly you distance by so quickly,
Zipping by from air anywhere perched to,
Allow passersby to watch lovingly.
You know beauty lies in those admiring eyes.
You know yourself for their contentment lies.
A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY© gillena cox 2021
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Monday, September 13, 2021
Monday WRites 315
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).
Welcome to Monday WRites # 315: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.
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Prompt: to use the line
"So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm."
from William Blake’s poem
AGAIN WITH THE COVID PRECAUTIONS
Watch your distance. Mask up. Wash hands. Sanitize. Keep your surfaces at home clean. Wash your fruit and veggies before storing.
Take the vaccines. There are lots to choose from.
This might all sound very boring, but, better a boring one than no life at all.
Stay at home and medicate, if you feel sick. Don't mix in public.
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
© gillena cox 2021
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Thursday, September 9, 2021
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TEMPLE OF HEALING
We wander through hot desserts of sands gold,
No one dares turn dust into loaves of bread,
Picking up instead nuggets of goods sold;
Pfizer, Sinopharm, such stones that are read,
In wastelands seen of dread dungeons dark.
Repeat and be saved; the shamans heads shake,
For light overhead, awaits, broken spark.
Lips quiver in wisdom, walls roll and quake.
Oracle has spoken for our sake.
TEMPLE OF HEALING © gillena cox 2021
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9 September 2020
9 September 2015
Wednesday, September 8, 2021
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Dragon from Pinterest
Yesterday i posted Shudder - A fold linking it to dVerse and as quickly as today i am mining it with some new punctuations, line breaks and an extension of the storyline, and adding it to one of my series.
TALES OF A DRAGON UNSEEN - MAKING MYTHS [9]
"Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong."
She whispered to Erke, edging up even closer.
His sword sheathed, he dare not prolong
this agony of not knowing, what monster breathed
ahead. "Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong,"
he agreed with Gurtha, quickening his stride.
Just then, in the distance, the booming of a gong.
They stood frozen, holding breaths an eternity.
Quickly a shudder wove through the forest, a throng
of sensation. Forever cannot be drawn in a circle.
"Shh! mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong."
The dragon shimmied its way back into the sea.
Silvery scales wagon-wheeling through the vast
wetness. Only to Neptune's trident he chose to flee.
Of loud percussions had he, no taste of entertainment.
So dragon prince, shimmied its way back into the sea.
Then the ripple of leaves against a whistling wind,
and Holy monks in a temple, tired too of duty,
Was now, all that remained of a harrowing night.
Till the next season of moon birthing, maybe,
Erke and Gurtha would have have to wait their adventure.
For the dragon shimmied its way, back into the sea.
TALES OF A DRAGON UNSEEN - A DOUBLE FOLD © gillena cox 2021
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How to construct The Fold Poem HERE and HERE
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MAKING MYTHS [8]
MAKING MYTHS [7]
MAKING MYTHS [6]
She whispered to Erke, edging up even closer.
His sword sheathed, he dare not prolong
this agony of not knowing, what monster breathed
ahead. "Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong,"
he agreed with Gurtha, quickening his stride.
Just then, in the distance, the booming of a gong.
They stood frozen, holding breaths an eternity.
Quickly a shudder wove through the forest, a throng
of sensation. Forever cannot be drawn in a circle.
"Shh! mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong."
The dragon shimmied its way back into the sea.
Silvery scales wagon-wheeling through the vast
wetness. Only to Neptune's trident he chose to flee.
Of loud percussions had he, no taste of entertainment.
So dragon prince, shimmied its way back into the sea.
Then the ripple of leaves against a whistling wind,
and Holy monks in a temple, tired too of duty,
Was now, all that remained of a harrowing night.
Till the next season of moon birthing, maybe,
Erke and Gurtha would have have to wait their adventure.
For the dragon shimmied its way, back into the sea.
TALES OF A DRAGON UNSEEN - A DOUBLE FOLD © gillena cox 2021
NOTE
How to construct The Fold Poem HERE and HERE
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MAKING MYTHS [8]
MAKING MYTHS [7]
MAKING MYTHS [6]
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Tuesday, September 7, 2021
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image 'Banana Fronds' first posted HERE
Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong
She whispered to Erke edging up even closer
His sword sheathed he dare not prolong
This agony of not knowing what monster breathed
Ahead, mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong,
He agreed with Gurtha, quickening his stride.
Just then, in the distance, the booming of a gong.
They stood frozen, holding breaths an eternity.
Quickly a shudder wove through the forest, a throng
Of sensation; forever cannot be drawn in a circle.
Shh mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong.
SHUDDER - A FOLD© gillena cox 2021
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I chose from the list given, the sentence to compose my poem:
“Perhaps we are reading the shadows wrong; forever cannot draw a circle.” – Winter Moon ~ Part Three: Petals of the Sun
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