Monday, June 29, 2020

Monday WRites 252

What can a song do for sadness?
Bow to the melody,
Curtsy for respectful seconds,
Swing with the chorus,
Or pause to listen for heartbeats;
Sharing all the while a keen sense
Of not knowing the answers,
While questions keep voicing
Continued cognition of being,
Swirling sounds like angels'
Reported syllables of un-worded,
Whispers alive in burdened spaces;
Filling voids of sounded pools,
Never enough to lighten sighs,
Just being songs;
Where sadness lay entwined, enmeshed, woven.

But were i a poem sweetly worded!
I would dance to every syllable of the wind,
Tapping my feet in strains of lively struts,
Here a waltz, a tango, a sonnet;
Tangled in melodies of sadness,
Burdened in meter and rhyme,
Stardust would catch my evening sighs,
And sunsets stare at silhouettes.
VOICING SADNESS © gillena cox 2020


My mother in law passed from this life last week on June 26th. I am feeling sad this 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 #252: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧ What's happening with easing of lockdown where you are. Bars have reopened here in T&t


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on passings 2016
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ENJOY THE MUSIC 'Take My Hands Precious Lord'

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