Thursday, February 19, 2026

1372

Women in Carnival TT🇹🇹

Are we courting fire and brimstone?

Or, how deep are we into Hades?

Toe deep, ankle deep, knee?


It worried me for a while,

My masquerading sisters,

Playing mas so bare.

I pondered and contemplated.


You know, there was a time,

When women did not play mas,

Even though there were female roles

Men played them,

As i ponder, present day, women in mas,

Could it be, we are poems of protest?


Our energies are varied:

You know how recess time at school,

For some kids was play till you sweat,

While some more reserved will,

Go back to class intact, 

Shirt in pants blouse in skirt.

So the way some women plas mas today, 

Is our mind set recess time?


Then what of the spirit,

Because some folks cannot,

Look at these (ob)scenes,

Remember The Garden of Eden?

Remember how innocent we were, 

Before that bite of the apple?

Then what happened? 

God fashioned clothes 

From fig leaves for us.


Are we poems of protest?

Is it recess time?

Will we get enough clothes sewn?

Do we need clothes in our sunfest?

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Challenge:Write a poem built entirely (or mostly) from questions.

Guidelines:

  1. Begin with a question but don’t answer it. Let it breathe.

2. Continue with more questions that deepen, pivot, or expand on the theme.

3. Pair each question with imagery and metaphor. Let the image do some of the work of meaning.

4. Use at least two other poetic devices:

*personification
*alliteration or assonance
*contrast or paradox
*repetition for musicality

5.End on a question and resist the urge to resolve.

Let curiosity guide your lines. Let questions feel as powerful as answers. 


Tuesday, February 17, 2026

1371

THIS POEM IS A GLIMPSE, A SMILE AND A KISS

This poem is a glimpse

This poem a smile

This poem is a kiss


This poem is a glimpse as of

Strangers, but not so at all,

It is you, full of mischief 

After our recent tryst


This poem is the smile you 

Toss, at my greedy heart,

Wanting more, so much more

Of you, i swear i will swoon


This poem is a feather light kiss.

The kind that tingles and awakens

Desire, seeping through bones, to soul

Correct in effervescence


This poem is that glimpse of you, hours after

This poem is your smile, lingering through my day eternalizing minutes

This poem is your kiss, light enough to stir my soul.

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Challenge: 
to write a poem about love as something quietly sacred — not just roses and hearts, but the small, unseen ways someone stays. Maybe it’s the way they remember your silences, or how they feel like warmth in winter.

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Monday, February 16, 2026

1370

[image courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]

 It is disgustingly disturbing the way lips forget. What they have kissed, become not sacred but obliterated and the taste of desire lingers like a gnawing hunger, biting into the secrets of night.

How many days must traverse one calendar before, feelings speak their truth. Before moons ripen bright in night skies for lovers to swoon over, with future promise.

The blue moons, the black moons, the super moons, all with their lights  of varing orb. When is a kiss sealed, to tomorrow, still lingering in the now

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Challenge: To use the line "Lips forget what they have kissed"

Friday, February 13, 2026

1369

[image from google]

 Left or Right: A Fold

Walk with me, this sunny day

Let's count our strides; one

Two, three, here to there, may

Get us only to the curve, just

Barely; yes, this sunny day

Clear of the front gate, here

The Western Main Road, lay

Shall we go left, or go right,

To the market place i dare say

Not to distant, stacked with 

Goodies to fetch, this sunny day

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Enjoy The Music


Tuesday, February 10, 2026

1368

 

I'd Rather Go Blind?
Oh no no no,
I'd rather it was not so
How do you sound colour
How do you taste dancing

Yes to the dancing feet
That i may meet
Out in the street 

In colours glorious 
Let these eyes behold continous
Children's carnival 
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Monday, February 9, 2026

1367

 When Flowers Bloom In The Street

Yesterday was the Sunday

For Children Carnival parade

In St James 🇹🇹  near where i live


St James 🇹🇹  comes alive

Old and young dancing

Watching the children


The sun is hot hot

But nobody really cares

Watching the parade 


The children enjoy

Displaying their fancy

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Enjoy The Music

Thursday, February 5, 2026

1366

[image from Pinterest]

 Shine For The Carnival

The sun shines brighter

For all the brightest days

Then music can shine too


Prefacing the merriment

In the street when two days

The sun shines brighter


Then the gustiness

Carry more dust held tightly

For all the brightest days


A season so dry

Carefree and full of humour  

Then music can shine too

© gillena cox 2026


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It's Dry Season and also Carnival Season here in T&T🇹🇹