JUMBLE-E JUMBLE-I
That Christmas will be unaffected;
Celebrate your past tokens.
Goodnight my love until we meet;
Out of those crows.
Smell of petrichor;
No! No one wants this.
They are pigeons.
He knew he was fool all the same.
Be, the perfect hue of that moon global.
One more thing, the chrysanthemum, a nice finish.
Wild to wanton it grew;
Midmorning sunshine.
JUMBLE-E JUMBLE-I © gillena cox 2022
REVISIT
Challenge:
– choose at least 12 poems (for this 12th month!)
– keep each line intact, unadulterated
– you may add preposition, conjunction or change of tense if it helps the flow
– you may use enjambment to break a line
– the lines do not have to follow date order
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ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Ken
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the title is perfect! reads like a Christmas puzzle
ReplyDelete"One more thing, the chrysanthemum a nice finish.
Wild to wanton it grew"
Thanks for your appreciation Laura
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an enjoyable jumble!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Margaret
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A wonderful jumble, Gillena! 💙
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Punam
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This reads like a dream.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Kerfe
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Love the last stanza - it brings color of sunshine.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderfully composed, Gillena!! 💘💘
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Gillena! 💙
ReplyDeleteTo reinforce your poetry is memorable I remember more than several of those last lines!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Helen.
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Very nice Gillena. I love your last two lines.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Dwight
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This is so lovely to read... and the ending in sun make it sound cozy
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Björn
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