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[quote courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]

 Life Lessons

Seconds, minutes, hours,

They dance their choreography,

Now you try it,

And; one, two, three,

Plié, relevé, plié.

Some of us capsize

At the last plié,

Some of us never rose

At the relevé,

Life is like that,

A strict harsh teacher,

Never stopping to cuddle,

Ever shouting the instructions,

To rise, drop, rise again.

At the relevé,

You should breathe,

That's you cuddling you,

Or you'll stay capsized,

On the floor.

The rhythm is:

One, two, three,

Plié, relevé, plié,

Gracefully, now.

gillena cox 2026

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Poetics Tuesday: To ma’am/sir…

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[image courtesy dVerse poet's Pub]

Xenolith Silly

Xenolith

Xenolith

Where art thou, without a wit

Xenolith

Xenolith

I thought i heard a bird, a twit

Xenolith

Xenolith

Come now say you'd sit with it 

Xenolith

Xenolith

A rock a sediment to wit

Oh Xenolith

Truly you are it ,

You are it.

 gillena cox 2026

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Quadrille #255: X marks the spot

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[Apple of discord by Ramaz Razmadze 2002 from google]

 Buenos dias,

When did night creep in

Like a stallion's gallop,

Hope can swim too,

Even if butterflies are end product,

Run run skip hop jump,

The reason romance fails is,

The heart always never  wins,

Where goes greed?

Tomorrow,

To another man's party.

© gillena cox 2026

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  Poetry Form: Descort 

Descort - a poem of deliberate difference

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Stone soup, 

Ever the lie of travellers,

Hungry on the wellbeaten paths

The nerve of pages to hold solid

Ever existing, read and reread

Cooked in community

The commas between puns and similies

The question marks at the end

Of each ingredient lesson

The innate message carried

Cradeled as lullabyes

 In the early evening;[

Stone soup, 

Who can eat that.

Only the sharp minded

Spinning myths to a community of strangers

Hungry for the generousity of a blessing

Maybe stone soup can be shared to understanding

Maybe stone soup can be eaten to satisfaction

 © gillena cox 2026

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Poetics: Lyric Petrologies

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 Here Comes The Bride

Time was when i sang in the senior choir at my church. The choir is still in existence, only i do not sing anymore. 

In those days we had choir practise, at the old church weeknights. And on a Sunday morning we sang at Holy Mass.That was before Covid19.

We sang too, at funerals and at weddings. In those days, i loved weddings. Now too, i still love weddings.

happy bride and groom 

yet some people sniffling -

weddings make me cry

 © gillena cox 2026

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Haibun Monday: Wedding Bliss

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[image from google

You have got this body now

To live on this earth

A planet impermanent

Where you call your home

Emotions form part of life

The sadness and pain

Some losses and some gains too

There is time to spend

Lessons to be lived and learned

Tread lightly go slow

But time passes quickly though

© gillena cox 2026

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OpenLinkNight #414

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[Egon Schiele, Field of Flowers (1910), courtesy, dVerse Poets Pun]

 Dense intense vibrant reds

Hold the garden inbreds

Very much like the crowd

At a football match loud

Enough to be seen yet and

Bold as the fervor of passion

Sharing the frenzy of the match

Less rowdy always sedately watch

© gillena cox 2026

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Pulling poetry from the landscape

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