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IT WASN'T JUST MIDNIGHT
It was the middle of the night,
And there a thing so scary;

A shadow carved in the dark
Unmoving, it craved screams;

Ah but she stood her ground,
Ha! she exclaimed, look at you

Shaped like a minotaur, nonsense!
Phased to this not that not this;

Couldn't even make up your mind.
Neve! you are absolutely useless.
IT WASN'T JUST MIDNIGHT © gillena cox


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Blog hopping today with

Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #21: Anagrams


REVISIT
27 May 2019
27 May 2015

Monday WRites 247

[A Periwinkle mosaic today, photos - some old some new]


Wishing all A Happy Monday
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #247: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧

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Mosaic Monday
#81: Learning My Lessons (or a Garden Tour with Dad)


AND



Haibun Monday
Meet Piet

Kim's prompt today is this image which is to inspire a haibun from us.


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Structured colourful pieces fit so nicely, locking one end into another. No wonder kids love it. Leggo blocks I believe, are designed to fit the fantasy of every idealist I am sure.

If it cannot fit, it's not meant to be. No surprises, no challenges, no adventure, no revolution. Just the plain and simple square knot into the correct square hole.

And in this compelling game of bonding, grandparents and grandchildren loose themselves, regardless of weather or time of day. I reflect on pre covid days. I miss my granddaughter. A video call is just not the same thing as a visit.

floral patterns
on billowing drapes -
a crawling ant
© gillena cox 2020


Working from my lap top again HAPPY


REVISIT
25 May 2018
25 May 2017
25 May 2015





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[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


Blog hopping today with

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

Monday WRites 246

[Old photos again today in my mosaic from my days of walking to exercise] I stopped going out to walk and started walking laps in my backyard long before Covid days. And i continue this backyard exercising now


Wishing all A Happy Monday
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#80: Road Trip Re-wind


AND



Quadrille #104
Oh, We are in a fix


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SO MANY MANGOES
Evening sun stares, fixed awhile in orange rays, as day takes a few minutes gathering herself in contemplation.

There is the old mango tree like a still life in the near distance, heavily laden with fruit

Sigh. This is definitely a new normal scene
© gillena cox 2020


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REVISIT
18May 2015


still..working from my mobile phone..a new charger for my lap top ...ordered

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EIGHT DAY OF THE WEEK

I searched the four corners of the earth,
For a pearl in a dewdrop i could not find,
But a needle in a haystack pointed to the dearth,
Of children's laughter left behind,
As i passed every play park empty and sullen,
I asked "Dear Needle what is happening?

With a wink of her eye,
And a long drawn out sigh,
Said she: "this day of the week is called Today" and its just the two of us,
Everyone else is hiding from The Novel Corona Virus.
EIGHT DAY OF THE WEEK © gillena cox 2020


Blog hopping today with
Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #19: Lie to Me
Rommy's prompt


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PELAU IN D' BASKET

In her backyard garden one pigeon pea shrub scrubbed the wall as the wind blew

A lazy housewife, no not she, she served her husband more so, as her children grew

Aurora and her girl pals, planned to go watch the masquerade bands
Sitting under the covered stands

In her basket a pot of tasty pelau
With the pigen peas she picked from her garden she cooked

She knew nothing of Reine des Glaces
Her salad was of locally grown leaves of lettuce

This was Port of Spain Trinidad after all,
She had bought her greens from a farmer's stall
PELAU IN D' BASKET © gillena cox 2020



Blog hopping today with


Purple Patch
Challenged by Sarah to plant her a poetry patch by choosing a few vegetable names from the list she has provided
[Black Beauty. Trail of Tears. Lazy housewife
Princess.Purple queen.Jacob’s cattle.The Czar.Wizard.Golden acre.Dazzling blue.Purple sword.Jack Ice.Reine des Glaces.Blue fire.Aurora]

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Monday WRites 245

This is how my garden said Happy Mother's Day to me, and by extension i am saying belated Mother's Day Greetings to all visiting mothers today

Wishing all A Happy Monday
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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#79: Three Years In Montana


AND



Prosery: Maya Angelou
Challenged to use the seven words
[his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream]
From Maya Angelou's poem Caged Bird in a prose writing of not more than 144words

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The beautiful flower moon arrived early. Birds were still nesting in their hushed roosts. She was round and full, super bright at the cusp of day and night. She had traversed gazillion of stars in her eating frenzy. She was sated now.

Will there be rain to add to the tears of an earth pining under the burden of pandemic charges?

Who knew as she waned, as morning stretched awake, that her slumber behind azure curtains light and gossamer like spider weaves, would lead to a night of quarantined madness, as ominous clouds dared to hide her brillance.

And below, in a sleepy little cottage in the woods, the hermit, as he wakes in a cold sweat, his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
© gillena cox


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REVISIT
11 May 2017

11 May 2016

11 May 2015

no linky today keeping it simple ..working from my mobile phone..a new charger for my lap top ...ordered



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pre dawn shine
the big bright supermoon
through the brickwork
shadows of covid faded
to silent blanket of sky

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flattening curved statistics

songs for handwashing
measured to seconds

guessing the colour
of lips fashioned
behind masked safety
© gillena cox 2020



Blog hopping today with

Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scriblings #18: Art (and turmoil, it seems) Begets Art
Prompted " to birth new poetry or prose inspired by Pandemic Street Art from around the world"


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Something i had not done in a very long time, i did recently as a #Whats App #family fun #origami challenge #days of covid



(Computer woes unsolved, still posting from my mobile phone)

Monday WRites 244

['White flowers And A Bit Of Sky - old photos again used in today's mosaic]

Wishing all A Happy Monday
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #244: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧

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Blog hopping today with

Monday Mosaic
#78: a wait-y month


AND



Monday's Quadrille
Lighten Up


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QUADRILLE SILLY
I went to sleep and woke up dizzy
to another dream lost and bent silly

My nose and mouth now covered
and my eyeballs seem anchored

To the walls i call safety at home
Washing my hands singing all alone

Go away Covid nineteen !
QUADRILLE SILLY © gillena cox


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REVISIT
4 May 2017

4 May 2016

4 May 2015

no linky today keeping it simple ..working from my mobile phone..a new charger for my lap top ...ordered



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