Monday, December 23, 2019

Monday WRites 225

[my Christmas Tree 2019 decorated]

She smiles as the box in the corner shifts and moves. She smiles her synthetic spikey smile. Yup she says in her spindly thoughts, it must be nearing the end of September. After all this is Trinidad, of the twin island state Trinidad and Tobago. Where Parang swells the air waves of Sweet One Hundred FM in a one hundred days celebration of Christmas music, with emphasis on the local songs. When shac shac, mandolin box bass and guitar, harmonize to sweet 'serenals'. A peep of sunlight, Yes she exclaims the box is opening, just as i thought, dress up time.

a soft fluffly brush -
dusting off the box labelled
six inch Christmas tree
© gillena cox 2019


Something to spin
And surely you can win
But first you must share
If you keep one my dear
There's three more to spare
© gillena cox 2019


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 #225, ❧✿❧ Happy Holidays


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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday #59. Christmas Contentment


Meet the bar with gift rhymes

23 December 2016
...with contentment 2017
...she swaddles him warm 2018


[Fourth Sunday of Advent table center]