[Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 'The Day Dream' from google dot com]
A CALL TO MORNING
Those kiskadees are sounding their call,
Morning's here but the moon will not fall;
Instead she will got to her place of sleep,
Without so much as as the tiniest peep;
Return though she must later to shine,
At her ever dear cozy nightfall shine.
A CALL TO MORNING © gillena cox 2020
Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #20: Undoubtedly Rossetti
Prompted by Sanaa: Your Challenge today is to write while inspired by the works of Rossetti.
My inspiration came from
Rushes in a Watery Place by Christina Rossetti
Rushes in a watery place,
And reeds in a hollow;
A soaring skylark in the sky,
A darting swallow;
And where pale blossom used to hang
Ripe fruit to follow.
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REVISIT
20 May 2019
20 May 2015(1)
20 May 2015(2)
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its good to be working at my laptop again, posting from my mobile phone is really tedious
This is absolutely stunning in its rendition, Gillena!😃 I especially love the image "Morning's here but the moon will not fall," and also admire the artwork you chose! Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 💝💝
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Sanaa
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I think it would be delightful to hear your kiskadees, Gillena. Happy every morning to you!
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Maggie
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I am delighted when you use names, words from your part of the world. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Helen
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I was able to find a You Tube of the Kiskadee and hear its song, Gillena. Now I know the sound that greets you in morning! Loved your poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Bev
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I love going back to sleep in the mornings. I did that this day after staying up writing until about 2:30AM..
ReplyDeleteA fine write, Gillena.
p.s. I did not post my painting as I thought my juvenile readers, family and others, might not be ready for all this, it was the one of the lady holding an apple, one breast revealed.
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I tapped the URL so i was able to see the painting.
DeleteHappy you dropped by to read mine Jim
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I can use some kiskadee song. It seems that only the cars and such roar the sun awake in NYC.
ReplyDeleteIf i could i would have sent you some😊, you can hear them on Youtube, though
Deletemuch💝love
Yours and Christina's poems are both lovely! Unfamiliar with kiskadees, I Googled the call and had a listen.
ReplyDeleteNice, thanks for your appreciation Magaly
Deletemuch💝love
What a great poem Gillena There is always so many birds and animals that are a delight to see and hear in our world. We are very lucky. Lets hope we keep it that way!
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Robin
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I like how you not only combined the image with the rhyme scheme and rhythm of Christina Rossetti’s poem, but also added the kiskadees, a familiar bird to you but not to me, which gave your poem a lovely hint of the Caribbean.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Kim
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I'm always amazed when I get up in the morning to see the sun shining and the moon still in the sky. As if she's not quite ready to go.
ReplyDelete😊thanks for your appreciation Lori
ReplyDeletemuch💝love
I so love it when you introduce us to things from where you live.
ReplyDelete😊thank you for your appreciation Susie
ReplyDeletemuch💝love
how beautiful! this made me think of Medieval period in Europe. much appreciation!
ReplyDeleteLovely writing, Gillena. How I would love to see a kiskadee!
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