Monday, October 30, 2017

Monday WRites 129


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MAKING MYTHS [5] HALLOWEEN TREATS
This is not a blame story [so men are not included in these paragraphs]. Sooo, any which way, one day, Despair, woke in a vainglorious mood, she put on her orange kimono and wrapped her gold obi around her waist. She burnt the incense sticks of purity and gave a blessing to her dead ancestors.
"Ha, what shall I do with my most beautiful self today?" she pondered silently. Her incongruous smile wandering across from ear to dainty ear. "Tsunami, maybe." She clapped her hands. "No! I will just simply change into another costume."


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So, she wrapped her locks in a bright coloured cloth, Kente, I believe they called it, for its striking pattern and colours, like an autumn field where maple trees grew. She wrapped her body in a fittingly matching cloth, kicked off her shoes, painted her toenails and stepped barefooted in the dusty path of that day, galaxies ago.

It so happened, there was a mighty fierce wind about, and it blew and blew, and she struggled and struggled, to keep her cloths from flying off. "Wretched wind!" she cursed. "I could silence you with a twirl of my wand." So, she twirled and she twirled, meaning to banish the wind to the depths of the sea, to rise, to wrecking havoc in Atlantic storms.

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The wind blew and blew. And all around her was dust and dust. "How could this be?" she voiced her concern. Only to hear the reply. "I am the Most Mighty. And I bid you go to sleep for it is your nap time."

Most Mighty! she had never conceived of this concept before. Where was this coming from. But there it was, this wind that blew and blew. Suddenly she felt quite intimidated, and she also felt herself getting smaller and smaller. And Oh Good Heavens, she felt her coloured toenails disappearing


[caterpillar from my garden]

Next thing she knew, she was blown to a Plumeria, where, the intoxicating overpowering scent of white blossoms, forced her to feed a ravishing hunger. So she ate and ate. And ate and ate. Till she thought she would burst out of her new little self. Instead, she then got the sensation of one having been given beautiful stripped pyjamas and now losing them to the wind. she fell into a deep deep sleep.


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While she slept, she dreamed of costumes with wings called Hope, in beautiful colours. Not just the colours of her long discarded Kente, no. These were colours of a new Rainbow Existence. And the wings got to singing. Singing of something they called Hope. And she once again, felt she was being tossed, like a leafy yummy salad.

And, she felt she must, because of her vainglorious personality, change again her costume, for it was Halloween now. And, she did like to go trick or treating. And so, that night, a most interesting looking moth went-a-knocking on doors, in the neighborhood, gathering candy, as much as she could, galaxies ago.
HALLOWEEN TREATS © gillena cox 2017



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



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39 comments:

  1. What fun! She needs some of my silk ribbon too! Happy hugs, Diane

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  2. Such an adventure she had, quite spooky!

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  3. What fun! Happy Halloween Gillena!👻😃

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  4. The things people (and mythological creatures, too, it seems) get to while hiding behind masks...

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    1. 😊thanks for dropping in to read.mine Magaly

      Much💖love

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  5. What a fun read. I think she also needs some of my tiny brass bells to tie into that ribbon.

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  6. very engaging story and I am curious what happens next!!

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    1. Thanks gor your appreciation Vandana

      Much💖love

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  7. I love this story... I feel that she could cause havoc simply by accident... a butterfly effect maybe?

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  8. Love this to death Gillena - most excellent. A butterfly effect indeed.
    Anna :o]

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  9. Halloween stories to be told around the fire!! Do join Micropoetry month on my blog Gillena... https://thotpurge.wordpress.com/2017/11/01/micropoetry-month-nov-2017-1/ ... starting today!

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  10. I'm used to dark Halloween stories, it was so refreshing to read such a bright and colourful one, Gillena! I had the same problem last Saturday deciding what to wear to an autumn wedding. :)

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    1. 😊thanks for your appreciation Kim

      Much love...

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  11. Wow. This is fantastic! Going to read this with my kids. Really wonderful, Gillena!

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  12. Thanks for your appreciation Marian

    Much💖love

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  13. Well, be careful of what you wear I'd say. This is a wonderful story.

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  14. (✿◠‿◠) thanks for dropping by Susie

    much love...

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  15. Love the little splashes of blue here and there!

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