Today's mosaic - Graptophyllum pictum, caricature plant leaves from my garden 2019,
Listen the raindrops dropping from the sky
Where does one hide from darkness of night
Perhaps wishes need clamber way up on high
Where mountain-kissed clouds surrender be
Do you hear raindrops dropping from the sky
Are there dreams unspoken and concealed
Moonlight and starlight and wondrous sigh
Birthing paths where direction takes root
In nebulous contemplating silent cry
There alpha and omega lead and follow
In destined unions dropping from the sky
DESTINED UNIONS © gillena cox 2019
How To Construct The Fold Poem here and here
How do you feel about rainy Mondays, guess now a days , the answer is bring it on since there's a heat wave on in most parts. Still The 'Carpenters' didn't share those feelings at some time past.
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 #216 ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites.
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#38: The Beanie, The Gaiter and The Wife
In a sky freckled of fireworks,
is there an independent moon?
To question loud booming celebrations
Of man-made notions:
That Freedom must first be fought,
Since shackles of dystopian dreams
Feed off olive branches bare of doves and partridges.
Well is there?
IS THERE © gillena cox 2019
Macro Monday 2: Buckwheat
29 July 2015
29 July 2016
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