Friday, February 12, 2016

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SO MUCH
so much depends
upon
the weight of wheels
whether
the track of heavy tanks
roll in
potatoes for pie or
bombs showering prayer wishes
to a God
seated higher than
the universe
SO MUCH © gillena cox 2016



Written for Fireblossom Friday
The Red Wheelbarrow
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
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Location: St James, Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago

30 comments:

  1. brudbergFebruary 12, 2016 at 4:32 PM

    Oh I do hope it's the potatoes.. I really hope for those wheels.

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  2. De JacksonFebruary 12, 2016 at 4:49 PM

    Oh, goodness. This carries such weight. (As, in my opinion, does WCW's original poem.)
    Well done.

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  3. HannahFebruary 12, 2016 at 6:51 PM

    Really weighty indeed. Excellent focus and poignant shift.

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 12, 2016 at 8:36 PM

    Yes, let's hope for potatoes!

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  5. AnonymousFebruary 12, 2016 at 8:53 PM

    Nicely done!

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  6. AngieFebruary 12, 2016 at 9:20 PM

    "to a God seated higher than the universe." so much depends upon

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  7. Kerry O'ConnorFebruary 13, 2016 at 4:36 AM

    This blew me away, Gillena. Very powerful message.

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  8. kaykualaFebruary 13, 2016 at 5:36 AM

    the weight of wheels
    whether
    the track of heavy tanks
    roll in

    You brought the reality of the situation to the fore, Gillena. There is so much unfairness today and no one wants to say it!

    Hank

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    1. Gillena CoxFebruary 13, 2016 at 1:40 PM

      Thank you for your appreciation Hank

      Much love...

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  9. FireblossomFebruary 13, 2016 at 3:40 PM

    Hopefully it's potatoes.

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  10. MargaretFebruary 14, 2016 at 1:24 AM

    ... neither one sounds good. Potato Pie? Or have I been missing out on something good to eat?

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    1. Gillena CoxFebruary 14, 2016 at 11:01 AM

      Glad I sparked your interest Margaret

      Much love...

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  11. Debi SwimFebruary 14, 2016 at 9:35 AM

    This potato pie made me think of one of my fav books...."The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society" and if there must be bombs let them always be showering prayers. Beautiful thought that

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  12. humbirdFebruary 14, 2016 at 3:22 PM

    potato/bombs dilemma made me flinch...oh, dear, potato always good!

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    1. Gillena CoxFebruary 14, 2016 at 3:29 PM

      Thanks for your appreciation Humbird

      Much love...

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  13. HelenFebruary 14, 2016 at 3:53 PM

    ~~~ a visual poem containing much to think about.

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    1. Gillena CoxFebruary 21, 2016 at 5:52 PM

      Thank you for your appreciation Helen

      Much love...

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  14. Jennifer WagnerFebruary 14, 2016 at 4:11 PM

    Too many times it's been the bombs, right? A strong poem, Gillena, so unexpected--it will stay with me.

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    1. Gillena CoxFebruary 21, 2016 at 5:53 PM

      Thank you for your appreciation Jennifer

      Much love...

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  15. MarianFebruary 15, 2016 at 12:18 PM

    Ah, no kidding, so much depends on that difference. Well done.

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