Monday, August 21, 2017

Monday WRites 119


CLOUDS OF THE MORNING
There they are,
clouds of the morning,
lounging in the blue sky afar,

like every morning they are there,
decor of sky,
as moody and unpredictable as a woman.
Sometimes pouting, sometimes dancing,
sometimes wearing yellow hues,
sometimes silver accents,
coiffured in huge puffs, or light romantic wisps
but always there they are,

so unlike womankind, silent
that is,
until though, moved to tears,
enough said,
But such are clouds,
of the morning.
CLOUDS OF THE MORNING © gillena cox 2017

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Good Monday ❧✿❧ 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 #119, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites ❧✿❧




Blog hopping today with

Blue Monday Flower


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Revisit
21 August 2016

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4 comments:

  1. Magical Mystical TeacherAugust 22, 2017 at 9:42 AM

    Thanks for linking to Blue Monday, Gillena. I, too, like the moodiness and unpredictability of clouds.

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  2. Gillena CoxAugust 22, 2017 at 3:38 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation MMT

    much love...

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  3. Sanaa RizviAugust 23, 2017 at 10:02 AM

    This is absolutely gorgeously written, Gillena. Especially love; "Sometimes pouting, sometimes dancing,sometimes wearing yellow hues,sometimes silver accents, coiffured in huge puffs, or light romantic wisps but always there they are." Have a lovely week ahead!😘🍹

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  4. Gillena CoxAugust 24, 2017 at 9:34 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Sanaa

    much love....

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