Tuesday, August 18, 2026

1437

[Image by Hannah Timms, courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
Just Once
Once in a lifetime, the fog will be kind 
to you, 
absorbing love laughter and too, pain
like a smokey dragon, 
inhaling instead of exhailing, 
so much so, 
your mind is muddled to a squash, 
delicious only if cooked to right consistency, but leaving you 
absent of the hunger needed for a repast, 
then you realise 
without the hunger, the anguish and the longing
for what isn't 
you lose nothing.
© gillena cox 2026



Blog Hopping Today With
 ‘The Window’  by .Mary Jean Chan here
Challenge: Re-read and explore Chan’s poem,  particularly the use of line breaks and caesura to build rhythm and evoke emotion, and the three-word movement: “anger is like the sun, which is like love”.
Now write a poem in the first person, beginning with "Once in a lifetime"


AUGUST IS STEELPAN MONTH 
HRRE IN T&TšŸ‡¹šŸ‡¹ 


Monday, August 17, 2026

1436

[ Choy Moo Kheong, “Echo Through The Canyon” (2024). Courtesy dVerse Poets Pub Acrylic on Canvas, 152.4 × 101.6 cm]
How they did stare eyes peeled to the evening sky, an eclipse is what they wanted to see. Too bad for them, there was no eclipse, on this occasion.

Molten light sparkles like stars in the night and the iridescent image swims
through a mirror that flows into time, that serpentine meander of fantasy and realism.

Yet they stayed, sitting on blankets, wrapped in shawls, eyes wearing fantastic googles, approprate sheilds.
© gillena cox 2026

Blog Hopping Today With
Using a line from “King of the River”  
to use in a prose piece
and the iridescent image swims
through a mirror that flows


AUGUST IS STEELPAN MONTH 
HRRE IN T&TšŸ‡¹šŸ‡¹ 

Thursday, August 13, 2026

1435

[The Circle Theatre by Edward Hopper, 1936: courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
Staid
We should just stop here,
For healing and sustenance,
Are all contained in this block;

The empty billboard -
Is it a sign of no stars?
Is there no one good enough?

What is important,
That will surely be obtained,
Excesses - not important;

Even the clouds, look!
Seeming quiet and staying,
While folks, are roosting indoors.
© gillena cox 2026


Tuesday, August 11, 2026

1434

Raining - A Fold

 It's raining it's raining i close the window

Well, because only that one was opened

Sweet and low

My eyes snapped a blossom

But  before i close the window

I look up at the sky

There above not below

Crying its heartfelt rain

In the rainy season's sun glow

Steelpan music all day long

Irregardless it's raining, i close the window

© gillena cox 2026


1433

[AI generated]

 Jumping In

To jump or rather not to jump,

I fancy my thoughts would 

Contemplate, before words 

Enter a blank page 


Having had the mentorship of 

The words, the punctuations 

Then would bravely follow. 

Comma is the contemplating sage 


The jumps is an adventure after all 

© gillena cox 2026




Thursday, August 6, 2026

1432

[AI generated]

 No Nada

Even if i'm sad

I will not cry

Enough is enough

My station is empty


Should morning evade birdsongs

I will not scowl

Nor shush the daymoon away


When it rains

I will not join in

With my lonely memories

Caring for yesteryears


Is it not the nature of life

To spin changes through

Ever occuring joy and sorrow

No i will not make a fuss

 © gillena cox 2026



BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH 




Tuesday, August 4, 2026

1431

[ Green marble, rice paper and wandering skipper, butterflies from google]
Butterfly Fold
Two butterflies scallop through my garden
They seem to have great fun
They fly high and fly low to sadden
Even the sun in their playfullness 
I would display there in my garden
Had i known their names
Maybe i could ask a warden
Neither Green marble, Rice paper nor
Wandering skipper, i beg your pardon
Just two whites skipping and tasting
Sight of butterflies two in my garden
© gillena cox 2026



Blog Hopping Today With
To choose at least 3 butterfly names from a given list to compose a poem