Monday, April 23, 2018

Monday WRites 151

Red clouds greet me.
How cool this breeze kissing my face,
Red clouds greet me.
Has sky then turned topsy turvy?
Returning sunset to dawn's place,
Of morning breaking, at snail pace?
Red clouds greet me
DAWN'S KISS © gillena cox 2018

HAPPY MONDAY. Yesterday was Earth Day. Hope you all had a blessed day. 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 #151, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


Blog hopping today with imaginary garden. In April we write a poem every day

An Antic Disposition
Prompted by Kerry O'Connor...focus for this prompt is The Mind: those troubles of the brain, shaping fantasies and antic dispositions which make us human.


# 82


to mind or ear reach 2016
23 April 2015
23 April 2017

Enjoy The Music