Monday WRites 159

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HEARTBREAKER
Night, shamed into mists of dawn,
Rests a coy head against pillows of drifting cloud.
Silver light lends an allure to winged messengers,
Proclaiming today.
This newness, as stale as yesterday's birdsongs,
Enlivens coolness of daybreak;
Like a heartbreaker, it will not stay,
For torrid are these days though the Season
Of The Rains are upon us.
HEARTBREAKER © gillena cox 2018

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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). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #159, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

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Revisit
18 June 2016
18 June 2015.1
18 June 2015.2