Monday, April 25, 2016

Monday WRites 55

[BIRD SONGS in Asheba's back yard
in Trinidad from YouTube]

From the excitement of twittering beaks,
These bird songs telling, telling of skies,
Skies given in transition to feature shades,
Shades of grey, whittling into silvery salmons,
Tints of unbelievable yellows and pale pale blues

From the other whorl of dreams and fantasy,
Fantasy, believers craft in make-believe worlds,
To challenges senses, to look deeply into self,
For where else, does creation bud but within

Up from this place of erstwhile rest,
I came into today, tapping keys,
Keys black, on a silver keyboard, simply saying,
Saying, the morning which feathered friends
Declared; really is today.
WHERE FROM © gillena cox 2016

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 #55, ❧✿❧ My morning mood today, inspired me to write and link to The Imaginary Garden With Real Toads❧✿❧ Whats your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



Written for Susie Clevenger's prompt
Real Toads ~ Where Do I Come From?
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
HER CHALLENGE: Today's challenge is to write about ~ Where do I come from? You can write about ancestry, place, environment, time. event...endless possibilities. Just pick a place in the story of you and take us there.