Monday WRites 156

these are hot hot days
before the rains tumble in

they are back again

having their fill
of caterpillar delights
from the Plumeria
A FEASTING TIME STORY © gillena cox 2018

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HAPPY MONDAY wishing all a time of peace and hope. For some a time of remembering solemnly
12 things about Memorial Day USA
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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 #156, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


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Will link to imaginary garden.

Tuesday Platform


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#85

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Blue Monday: Memorial Day


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REVISIT
28 May 2017
Garden Morphs
where are they now


Enjoy The Music

563

STORY OF HUNGARY CATERPILLARS
in my backyard

the feeding frenzy again
day and night

striped caterpillars
chomping through
the Plumerias

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tubular bellies filling

of leaves green
and flowers white

and after a while
there's none in sight
leaves, flowers, caterpillars
STORY OF HUNGARY CATERPILLARS © gillena cox 2018


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Weekend Mini Challenge: Insects and Bugs


Revisit
26 May 2017
caterpillar
ompalapillar

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he hears "hello,
how are you today?"

boy-turtle-Karan;

stretches his neck out,
and rolls his eyes,
which means: "good to see you Granma"
STORY OF A PET TURTLE © gillena cox 2018

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Wordy Thursday with Wild Woman : MUST LOVE DOGS
Prompted by Sherry: Let's look at the world through the kind, intelligent, loving eyes of animals today.

Revisit
25 May 2017
25 May 2015
Two Pals Wait

Monday WRites 155

SCORCHING HOT
By midday the sun’s scorching might
Penetrates the hapless
Tiniest worth of life in sight
Sustaining nonetheless

A desire for the shaded
Those hydrated places
Where of a thirst you can be rid
Noon time treasured spaces

Under the shaded umbrella
Of the side walk seller
The ices are from that fella
Just right for the weather

Mini skirts and strapless dresses
And bared and sandaled legs
Test of sunny paradoxes
Present day traits which begs

Of whimsy and discerning ease
A daring compromise
Hot colorist browning the leaves
Till they fall in demise

To a comforting ready earth
Willing to nourish life
Under a discerning sun’s worth
Of torrid heated strife

Hot hot hot penetrating rays
Slice season and cycle
The shadow and fraction of days
Measured in mere degrees
© gillena cox 2007
First published at Poemhunter

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HAPPY 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 #155, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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Tuesday Platform


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Revisit
21 May2015

560

[IMAGE FROM GOOGLE DOT COM FAIR USE]

PANTHER BLACK
A rightful king, son, brother, lover.
All of this is Tchalla.
He must fight for what is rightfully his.
Seems a shame.
He fights. and falls asleep.
Only love can bring his back.
One who loves is he. So love
In turn heals.
Tchalla rules!!! Tchalla reigns!!!
Love returns to Wakanda.
PANTHER BLACK © gillena cox 2018

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If You Meet The Hero on the Road ...
Prompted by Brendan to For this weekend challenge, pick a hero/ine and write about him/her/it. Tell a story, muse what is best and most memorable.


Revisit
19 May 2017
Storm
Black Panther

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[IMAGE COURTESY THE IMAGINARY GARDEN]

FOR THE HEARTH
As the birds are to nest-building,
So these maidens clog through trees.
They are the gatherers taking,
What the wind has generously felled.
For warmth is needed as is nest-building.
Faggots bound will they take to hearth.
Winter clouds turn pink in the evening,
Good work so the faces of maidens blush.
Astute their hearts swelled in achieving.
And lively stories be told after dinner,
Family encircled to art of nest-building.
FOR THE HEARTH © gillena cox 2018


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Fireblossom Friday : Edward Emerson Simmons
Prompted by Fireblossom to poem a painting from prompts by by Edward Emerson Simmons


Revisit
17 May 2017
17 May 2017
...stories 2015

558

her smile

a little girl of five
missing a tooth a second time

she explains
from where the first one fell out
another one grew in
HAPPY STORY OF A TOOTH © gillena cox 2018


Revisit
16May2017
16May2016
16May2015


Blog hopping today with

Poets United MidWeek Motif~Happiness

Monday WRites 154

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ODE TO A TREE
The avocado tree stood giant-like,
In a corner of the old backyard.
Welcoming our new family stoic-like.
Tall and leafy, a healthy sturdy tree.
And in her own time, fruited giant-like.
Fruit to the size of Paradise she gifted.
Pear shaped and shared to neighbours alike.
Sad to say she was cut down without a doubt.
Even a tree old at heart decays, sad-like.
A slice of trunk remains as chopping board,
Emblem of friendship, of a tree giant-like.
ODE TO A TREE © gillena cox 2018

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HAPPY 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 #154, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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REVISIT
Sister Tree
.. Swizzle Stick Tree
14 May 2015

556

[IMAGE FROM Bing dot com. Fair Use]


MOONSHINE
Daylight was slowly slipping away,
Shadowed boxes were filled emptiness,
With a wisp a will and way.
Weary trees phantomed night.
Silhouettes were forever whispered sound.
Light of lamp and moon thus bright.

Shine!!

Bright thus moon and lamp of light,
Sound whispered forever were silhouettes.
Night phantomed trees weary.
Way and will a wisp a with.
Emptiness filled were boxes shadowed,
Away slipping slowly was daylight.
MOONSHINE © gillena cox 2018

Blog hopping today with imaginary garden

Fussy Little Forms: Palindrome
Prompted by Marian: Challenged to write Palindrome Poems. [a palindrome is a word or phrase that is the same when read forward or backward. Like WOW...a palindrome poem can read forward and backward word by word or line by line]




Revisit
Most Likely The Moon
Unfettered Moon
Bright Moon

Enjoy The Music

555

FASHIONISSTAR
She loved finishing salads green.
Some say she is awesome-ly keen.
Adding dressings with flair,
However though, she was never seen.
Yet in turn always creating a scene.
FASHIONISSTAR © gillena cox 2018


Blog hopping today with imaginary garden

Job Title
Prompted by Rommy


Revisit
10 May 2017

554

QUADRILLE -MUDDLE
Once upon a time we just put stuff into said mortar
then pounded it to gooey paste liquid or dry. Not so
today. Not so this modern chic way. No way!
Today as our chic dictates, we put stuff into mortar
and muddle it
QUADRILLE - MUDDLE © gillena cox 2018


Blog hopping today with

Quadrille #41 Muddle Up That Muse

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The Tuesday Platform
Its open mic on Tuesdays. Sanaa is our hostess today.


Revisit
8 May 2015
8 May 2016
8 May 2017

Monday WRites 153

she loves toys
little love of mine

flowers delight her too

when she smiles
my heart sings the song
yes i'm blessed
STORY OF A GRANDMOTHER © gillena cox 2018


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HAPPY 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 #153, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites




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# 84

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Macro Monday 2: Zinnia


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Blue Mondays: Doors




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REVISIT
7 May 2016
grandchild 2016
grandchild 2015

Enjoy The Music

552

a morning lacking bird song
are the likes of some days

shrouded in grey clouds

this cup offered
at elegant hand
i refuse
STORY OF A CUP © gillena cox 2018

Blog hopping today with imaginary garden.

Camera Flash
Prompted by Kerry O Conner to poem a given photo


ENJOY THE MUSIC

551

[image from google dot com. Fair Use]


OF PAIN LIVING QUESTIONS
Moon of the morning,
Misshapen, how is it
You watch our pain unflinching?
Are you birthing our pain?
Lingering there? Moon of the morning.
Fixed is your stare.
Is it dare? or are you warning
Us to come out seek the light?
For life, is indeed of living;
In joy, or of its retreat,
Still to shine, Moon of the morning.
OF PAIN LIVING QUESTIONS © gillena cox 2018

Revisit
3 May 2017
...to mask the pain...
3 May 2015


Blog hopping today with imaginary garden.

Bits of Inspiration ~ Frida Kahlo
Prompted by Susie Clevenger. Challenged - For today's challenge choose a quote, a photo, one of Frida's art pieces as inspiration or like Frida, choose yourself to paint with words

ENJOY THE MUSIC