Yet Another
The sounds of last year fights
The eve of New Year;
Booming noises, sparkling lights,
Questions arise,
As sounds of last year fights:
With our hope spirits,
Will it be better even if in slight?
Pondering is always the mood;
As this margin in time so slight,
Becomes the reality of yet another,
For sounds of last year fights.
© gillena cox 2025
The Situation
When their ship left harbour,
Those sailors were already lifted,
Voices echoed in risque shanties
Out there on seas unending
Rough wind and waves befriend
Birds may squark, but to them
Was not music enough.
Anchor lifted to sounds of men
Tied by situation.
© gillena cox 2025
Rain and rain and more rain. To round off The Rainy Season, to add a contrast background to Caribbean Christmas trees sparkling and blinking, indoors and outdoors.
The choice to be festive like the Christmas trees transfering your hope into the radiance of lights, or go for the gloom the misty grey clouded mornings, seeping depressed days into the soul.
rainy season ending
with 9misty morning clouds -
Christmas trees blinking
IN REFLECTING - A FOLD
Yet still i recall in reflecting,
As if at logger heads thunder clapped
November streaked in lightning,
Despite her torrid weather,
I still do recall in reflecting,
Days of - will this never cease?
Still, trees are lit now and blinking,
The grinch, maybe was behind it all,
With all his mischief making,
Hope shines through in the end,
As still i recall in reflecting.
