Monday, June 22, 2015

Monday WRites 17

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You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites ( musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea ).
Welcome to Monday WRites #17, my poem today is a FOLD read more about this form here ; whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

A glass of water to quench the thirsty soul,
Withered to reasoning, where questions
First aroused, the searching depths so bold;
Bounteous and feathered, those fancies fly;
Outstretched minds to quench the thirsty soul;
Regard similarities, between leaf and frond,
Recurring to measure, wearied schisms of old;
Less they wander, too far, too wide, too distant;
Out-of-reach, hides securely in a pot of gold
Where imaginings soar in readiness thrust
That glass of water, to quench the thirsty soul
© gillena cox



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