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All photos by gillena cox

[pink poui first posted HERE]

The poui trees are singing again their song of blossoming. It's the season of Easter here in T&T; and somewhere, in the northern hemisphere my poet friends are exclaiming the delight of Springtime

[yellow poui first posted here]

After days on end of hot hot scorching sun; sky decides to bless us with some cooling rain.. "You're welcome"

After which the mountains i view from my front door are lush and green. Meanwhile in  the northern hemisphere my poet friends are exclaiming the delight of Springtime

[pink poui first posted here]

From my backdoor however, i look to sunrise and everyday birdsongs, as this is the way of my clime here in T&T. Meanwhile in  the northern hemisphere my poet friends are exclaiming the delight of Springtime and a return of birdsongs.

the opened door - 

a white butterfly 

flirts  across my view

© gillena cox 2023

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH 

Haibun Monday: Late Spring

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yellow poui first posted HERE

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Ixora was first published HERE 

 I am not attending the live meet today; but here is a voiced version

please enjoy

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

OLN April 20th 2023

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REVOLUTION: a quadrille

Blue planet earth in her revolutions around god source sun chants her incantations. 

Here's to darkness here's to light coldness and warmth Its power and might

 She moves her hips, 

Puckering her lips, 

 seduction of intense worth. 

Round and round are nights and days 

REVOLUTION: a quadrille © gillena cox 2023 

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Quadrille #174: You say you want a revolution 

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[image from google]

POUI YELLOWNESS

Sun shines its contentment

Yellow poui trees bloom resplendent

Dotting the mountains

Enlivening Savannahs

Easter bursts in yellow splendor

As trees awaken to surrender

The torture of hot dry days

Witness every reason to amaze

© gillena cox 2023

BLOG HOPPING TODAY 

Everything yellow

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Wishing all a Happy Season of Easter

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Prosery: Valsa George-“The Accidental Poet”

Given the line The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart.  to use in a prose not more than 144 words

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THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT

The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. I always wanted to hear those enduring words spoken softly like the twilight. 

And here were we; candlelight and wine. And we eye to eye, misting up the moment.

This is when the words whirrled  around in my head. He was swirling his wine, sniffing it before he drank I held my glass, watching him.

THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT#flash fiction

© gillena cox 2023

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Verses 1& 2 side by side

Life's Like That: a contrapuntal poem

Verses 1 and 2

She scoops dirt around the broken sprig. 

That should fix it.

Why did she ever think it would survive?

She whispered: you have to be tough little one.

The night wind was too severe

 And so he had to call to break the date.

Her hopes would be shattered;

When he cancelled, he knew.

© gillena cox 2023

Blog Hopping today with dVerse Poets Pub

MTB: Cleaving to Antonyms in Contrapuntal Lines

Blessed Holy Thursday to all