Monday WRites 268

[From my archives 2015 photos taken at La Vega Estate. Lovely Sky and Blue Plumbagos ]

BLUE-DOM

My earth's a magnet

This i know, no way will i fall

Way way below.

Find we some wings 

I swear i shall fly

Way up, way up to the sky

To a vast blue-dom

Above the clouds

There i to reside, never die

© gillena cox 2020

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Mosaic Monday
#101: September Spotlight Redux

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Quadrille #144 - Poetic Magnetism
Prompted to pen a poem of precisely 44 words, including some form of the word magnet

REVISIT
19 October 2016
19 October 2015
...poetic rays


Its Day 27 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T

ENJOY THE MUSIC:Voces Jovenes - Daisy Medley

Monday WRites 267

Sometimes i think, we look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of time. 

Consider the bees hovering over yellow ixoras, gathering sustenance. Leaving footprints of pollen.

Looking at them do we think of fierce stings, like thorns on a pretty rose bush. Or the buzz of honey making in abstract cone like mosaic cubes, poured golden into jars  within reach, on grocery shelves to sweeten temperaments on tea craved days.

from quiet stares -

 murmur of  bee at breakfast

yellow ixoras

© gillena cox 2020

 

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We are in our 100 Days of Christmas celebrating on the radio with musical genres themed for the festival by our local artistes and singers and too some of the traditional pieces
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
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Mosaic Monday

  #100: September Spotlight

AND

Prosery: Telescope of Time

prompted to write a prose using the line from D.H. Lawrence "We look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of Time"

REVISIT

12 October 2017

.12 October 2015

sussuration

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Its Day 20 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 radio station

ENJOY THE MUSIC: RemBunction - Christmas Quarantine


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[In Mosaic 1: Leaves of The Caricature Plant and leaves of  Purple Shamrock. They are the same colour all year through since we in T&T do not have a Season of Autumn] and a painting of The Caricature leaves

FASHION ME A NEW NORMAL

Wet blanket, this novel corona. Shut ins, lock downs, distancing, serves us cold turkey. 

We mask to ward off viral attacks.

Birthday song our hand washing guide  for children.

Elbows bounce, and hugs must be virtual. What a world this new normal fashions.

© gillena cox 2020

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We are in our 100 Days of Christmas celebrating on the radio with musical genres themed for the festival by our local artistes and singers and too some of the traditional pieces
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #266: A Happy Monday to all


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[In mosaic 2: Leaves of The Purple Shamrock which maintain this colour throughout the year. Here in T& T we do not have a season of Autumn. Our  two seasons are The Rainy/Hurricance Season and The Dry Season]

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Its Day 13 of 100 Days of Christmas here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 radio station

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Mosaic Monday

 #99: My Escape

AND

Quadrille #113: Blanket Us

REVISIT

5 October 2015

...birthing a new normal

...new age plight of our children

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DECEMBER JOY - A FOLD

A sigh of relief October all over 

Oh winds of September you were unkind

You messed up my roof and left for another

How then can i say i love thee most

I sigh with relief October all over 

Surely my February wines and dazzles me

 Still the love of December will never be over

 For did he not come on strain of angel songs

Joy of a baby in a manger laid under cover

A saviour not for one but for all to remember

December comes quickly October all over 

##NOTE: I have used the phrase '    October all over ' as my fold repeat in this poem. It is from a rhyme i know as a child regarding the hurricane season.

##NOTE 2.:The hurricane climatology adage “June: too soon; July: stand by; August: come they must; September: remember; October: all over” is a hoary chestnut that glibly elides risks at the beginning and end of the season.[from the internet]

 ##NOTE3: This 2020 September did really mess up my roof and left me with leaks

Blog hopping today with

Poets and Storytellers United

Weekly Scribblings #39: October Thrills 

Prompted: to create new poetry or prose inspired by anything October.

Its Day 8 of 100 Days of Christmas ,here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 Radio Station

ENJOY THE MUSIC: BACK IN TIME CHRISTMAS PARANG SOCA PARTY MIXX. BY DJ JOHNNY.

REVISIT 

September 30th 2017 

Star Ken

sweet sweet October

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VATIC VOICE - A FOLD

Surely seasons come and seasons go

Live life with no regret, forever 

Looking to a better tomorrow

A moon is blue a moon is bright

Undeniably seasons come and seasons go

For faith for hope the time is now

Bird songs sweet like new day ooh

A time of cloister a healing time

Cultivating tomorrow today we sow 

Vatic the voice in silence heeding

Assuredly seasons come and seasons go

© gillena cox 2020

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH


Poetics — The Vatic Voice



REVISIT
...rainy season
season of joy
new normal nights

Monday WRites 265

[photos from my archive again today, art - a crop from a larger painting using poster paints ]

You look and look and finally she is ripe like an orange ready for juicing.The moon full in the night sky waiting for the shadows of witches brooms to ride

While low down below goblins stalk the night rapping on doorknobs shiny in  the light of pumpkins and garish smiles

a shower of sweets

a half full sack greedy to

 knock on other doors

© gillena cox 2020

##Halloween is not a tradition in Trinidad so this haibun is a fantasy write

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[Mosaic 2 random words]


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Mosaic Monday
Mosaic Monday #98: The Maggie Tribute

AND


Haibun Monday 9/28/20: to the Moon!
... 


REVISIT
...halloween
28 September 2015
moon


Its Day 6 of 100 days of Christmas, here in T&T at FM Sweet 100 Radio Station

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[Mosaic 1 fruit]

High on a mountain,
arms stretched to the clouds,
i'll sing a song and sing it loud,
for what is a rainbow if not
a box of crayons lost
in the vast space above,
that blue ocean below heaven above
we call a sky
© gillena cox 2020

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[Mosaic 2 random words]

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Mosaic Monday
Mosaic Monday #97: Gone to Seed

AND


Quadrille #112:
The Sky’s the Limit (in 44 words)


REVISIT
...from the sy
21 September 2016
21 September 2015


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ENJOY THE MUSIC: Dancing In The Sky Dani And Lizzy Lyrics



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