Monday, July 18, 2016

Monday WRites 66

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A PECKING AT MY WINDOW PANE
A bird fluttered by my window pane
I swear confusion was his game
His beak poor he banged
Whilst no song he sang
And then in frustration was off again
A PECKING AT MY WINDOW PANE © gillena cox 2016

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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 #66, ❧✿❧ Whats your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites




GRAB MY BUTTON

verses

AND
The Tuesday Platform
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

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24 comments:

  1. Sanaa RizviJuly 18, 2016 at 12:05 PM

    Oh, I can almost picture that bird with its beak
    Beautifully penned. Have a great week ahead.


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. MaschaJuly 18, 2016 at 12:28 PM

    I often think what a magic glass is for birds or insects...
    Have a blessed new week

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  3. Gillena CoxJuly 18, 2016 at 12:49 PM

    Thanks for dropping by and linking up Sanaa

    Much love...

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  4. DonnaJuly 18, 2016 at 2:57 PM

    What a lovely little verse Gillena!

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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  5. Gillena CoxJuly 18, 2016 at 3:16 PM

    Thanks for dropping by and linking in Donna

    Much love...

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  6. brudbergJuly 20, 2016 at 4:24 AM

    Ah.. love the thought of that poor bird without a song... hopefully he can get things done with his beak

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  7. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2016 at 6:19 AM

    Happy you dropped by Björn

    Much love..

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJuly 20, 2016 at 8:05 AM

    I'm glad it didn't crash!

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  9. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2016 at 9:09 AM

    Yes, indeed; thanks for dropping by

    much love...

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  10. Kerry O'ConnorJuly 20, 2016 at 9:28 AM

    Poor little bird seems confused.

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  11. MarianJuly 20, 2016 at 12:42 PM

    Hah! Kind of a limerick, I like. :)

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  12. AnonymousJuly 20, 2016 at 2:29 PM

    I really like this, especially "I swear confusion."

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  13. JimJuly 20, 2016 at 7:52 PM

    I'm glad that he was pecking, Gillena. Some here fly into the window, generally then they fall dead tonight. Nice poem, I hope that he will spread the word, no bugs to be had. Car windshields are different though.
    ..

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  14. Susie ClevengerJuly 21, 2016 at 12:24 AM

    Sometimes I feel like a bird without a song.

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  15. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2016 at 4:09 AM

    Thanks for dropping in Susie

    Much love...

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  16. scotthastiepoetJuly 21, 2016 at 4:52 AM

    Glad to find my way here for the first time, Gillena - enjoyed your musical little ditty about the persistent bird - brought back certain sweet childhood memories for me.... With Best Wishes as always Scottie x

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  17. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2016 at 5:19 AM

    Happy you dropped in Scott

    Much love...

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  18. ms_liliJuly 18, 2024 at 4:22 PM

    It really makes you wonder. I've had birds sit outside the slider and try to get in around nesting time. I think they think my houseplants would be a good spot to do it.

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  19. Merril D. SmithJuly 20, 2024 at 11:20 AM

    Poor little bird! It was great to hear you read today. I'm glad the microphone finally worked!

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