A promise of better days
VERSES
anyone can write; am i a poet? you decide
Monday, October 28, 2024
1223
A promise of better days
Tuesday, October 22, 2024
1222
Today i awake, i am thankful
But still i am lethargic
Just do this i say to myself
Otherwise i would savour
Lethargy and wallow in it
Just do this i say to myself
So i plug in the kettle
Having filled it with water
Just do this i say to myself
I mean to have a cup of coffee
No milk, no sugar, just a bitter blend
Just do this i say to myself
Well i sip cause its hot
And praise the Almighty so deserving
Just do this i say to myself
I'm now in motion mode
There is a day ahead of me to live
Just do this i say to myself
© gillena cox 2024
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Monday, October 21, 2024
1221
My son is in the driver seat. We are going towards the Oueens Park Savannah. Once there the Botanical Gardens is on our left and The Savannah on our right. It's the month of June, so the Poui lining the perimeter are hushed in green, Oh,but Flamboyants also called Gulmohar, wow! these trees are showing off so much.
blossoming in flames
red/orange of Flamboyants
for miles around
© gillena cox 2024
Thursday, October 17, 2024
1220
A CROWDED CANOPY
Dropstop the bird songs
They twitter on and on
As if the dawn were their platformstage
Who told them to singtwitter
Witholding butterflysundaes
Under a crayonscrawled canopy
Called sky
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YOU AND ME
We friends know each other's language,
You say hello i offer a guage,
Of your mood and the scent of sage,
Drifting into my cage,
Coming from your kitchen, age
Old altar of skillful mage
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QUADRILLE - LIGHT
By light of sky's dawn
I pocket my yawn
Drag one plastic chair onto the lawn
I have no desire to be a fawn
The say it will be a supermoon
Were i in love i would swoon
For some, love ends too soon.
© gillena cox
Thursday, October 3, 2024
1219
And; ah likyting likyting likyting,
That's how the whole thing start,
Then the tuning and the styling,
Now steelpan is world class.
III - Doubles
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
1218
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Monday, September 30, 2024
1217
Quadrille String
You plucked the strings of my heart
Carrying a tune like apples in a cart
Ruddy and fragrant and appetizing
Ours was a melody oh so enticing
Days meandered into weeks without dread
Time took its own path on a journey
so well tread
© gillena cox 2024