Monday, November 18, 2019

Monday WRites 220


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CRACKLE QUADRILLE
Then the lightning crackled like the blaming finger of a witch gone wild on finding her wicked brew had been stolen, gulped, or siphoned off.
And trees whirling wildly to winds withering were indeed worthy of screams from television audiences both young and old.
CRACKLE QUADRILLE © gillena cox

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Take a crack at poeming

REVISIT
18 November 2016
18 November 2015

MUSIC
Katie Melua - Blame It On The Moon
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Location: St James, Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago

28 comments:

  1. tonispencerNovember 18, 2019 at 8:01 PM

    Nice poem!

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  2. De JacksonNovember 18, 2019 at 8:14 PM

    MAN, this is a great line!
    "Then the lightning crackled like the blaming finger of a witch gone wild"

    I love that there's a subtle "cackled" in there, because of the witch. ;)

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  3. Gillena CoxNovember 18, 2019 at 8:26 PM

    Thank you for your appreciation De

    Much💞love

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  4. Dwight L. RothNovember 18, 2019 at 8:37 PM

    The wind rally does a number on the islands year after year! Great lines.

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  5. robkistnerNovember 18, 2019 at 9:24 PM

    Beware that wild witches finger! Enjoyed this gillena

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  6. Gillena CoxNovember 18, 2019 at 10:12 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Rob

    Much💞love

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  7. Both of us can't look good ... its either me or the houseNovember 18, 2019 at 10:15 PM

    Almost wanted to chant this. Beautiful sound patterns to say nothing of the scariness. Loved it.

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  8. GraceNovember 18, 2019 at 11:23 PM

    Love the sounds booming from your words.

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  9. Gillena CoxNovember 18, 2019 at 11:25 PM

    Thank you for your appreciation Grace

    Much💞love

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  10. Frank HubenyNovember 19, 2019 at 12:25 AM

    I like the thought of siphoning off that wicked brew.

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  11. Gillena CoxNovember 19, 2019 at 5:20 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Frank

    Much💞love

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  12. Kim M. RussellNovember 19, 2019 at 5:38 AM

    Your quadrille crackles, Gillena, especially the lightning that ‘crackled like the blaming finger of a witch gone wild’!

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  13. Gillena CoxNovember 19, 2019 at 10:43 AM

    Thank you for your appreciation Kim

    Much💞love

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  14. indybevNovember 19, 2019 at 1:09 PM

    "the flaming finger of a witch gone wild" -- that THAT conjures up quite a picture. Great write.

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  15. Linda Lee LybergNovember 19, 2019 at 1:51 PM

    I love a good storm, and your words bring it to life!

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  16. ms_liliNovember 19, 2019 at 11:29 PM

    Cracks full of energy to be sure. I can almost hear them!

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  17. Gillena CoxNovember 20, 2019 at 6:08 AM

    Thanks for your apprecistion Lili

    Much💞love

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  18. brudbergNovember 20, 2019 at 5:00 PM

    Such a delightful alliteration here

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  19. MishNovember 20, 2019 at 9:26 PM

    Loved the creative imagery and alliteration of " trees whirling wildly to winds withering". Nice!

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  20. Gillena CoxNovember 21, 2019 at 11:30 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Mish

    Much💞love

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  21. purplepeninportland.comNovember 22, 2019 at 9:49 PM

    Love all the wonderful sounds in this. Beautiful!

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  22. Gillena CoxDecember 9, 2019 at 11:17 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Sara

    Much💞love

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