A GOOD INTENTION
I am no where near perfect,
So yes, i should resolve
To improve myself each year.
At the end of each day,
Fold your clothes and put them away,
No matter how tired you are.
A good resolution for this year
A GOOD INTENTION © gillena cox 2023
NATURE'S SECRET IS LOVE
I walk around in my garden, touching leaves, flower petals, the earth, the grass. I am alive and so are they. We share a common bond; a mystery of creation.
And so here we are; a part of something larger, something designed, something beautiful. I tell myself, i intend to be beautiful everyday of my life.
I breath in the air of early morning. I hold energizing my being. I exhale gratitude and praise for something higher, mightier than them and me exist; and it is good.
different colours bloom -
there's no heartbreak in this space
only beauty dwells
NATURE'S SECRET IS LOVE © gillena cox 2023
[image from google]
Stars in the planetarium,
As they whirled overhead,
Awesome.
Viewed in yester millenium,
What a dynamic spread,
For some.
Fishes in the aquarium,
How lovely they all said.
Buy some,
And also an anthurium
For the vase by the bed,
Saw some
REMEMBERING DEE
Cinnamon and cloves i think of her
Chives and thyme also call her to mind
At Saturday market she was a seller
Cinnamon and cloves i think of her
Her ground cocoa beans never a failure
In a small hand mill she would grind
Cinnamon and cloves i think of her
Chives and thyme also call her to mind
REMEMBERING DEE © gillena cox 2023.jpg)
These sunny days are ripe,
For bags of cubes of ice,
To cool the Carnival hype.
Music of steelbands spice,
An ecosystem of bachannal,
Energizing the art of costume making,
And masquerade choosing.
Ice cold drinks under sunny skies;
Menu for Dry Season guise.
[Snowflakes wallapaper from bing.com]FIRST SNOW
This is strange all very strange.
Outside the air is like an airconditioned shopping mall;
Inside the shopping mall its surprisingly warm,
I'm wearing one of my sister's coats,
Going to buy a pair of high heeled boots that go way up to my calves.
Christmas reindeers with red noses
are visible on high shelves.
I haven't heard a parang tune; not a single one.
This is strange all very strange.
Everywhere i go they must be steering at my wide-eyed amazement.
I haven't seen a green tree about;
You know, like the mango Vere tree across the street back home,
even though it bears no mangoes this time of the year.
But there will be a kiskadee perched,
On the topmost branch.
How they stay there, it never ceases to amaze me.
This is strange all very strange.
I wouldn't say i am easily amazed,
But just that some things are truly amazing;
Like when my sister calls me to the half opened door.
There are white feathery thingies falling from the sky,
My natural response to this awesome spectacle is to cup my hands,
trying to capture a handful.
Oh so this is what snowflakes are
All about!
I am a happy tourist to a winter sky.
This is strange all very strange.
No way no how will i ever see that back home.
We buy at Christmas time decorations: baubles,
a gauzy stuff called angel hair, and packs of course white granules labled snow.
FIRST SNOW© gillena cox 2023
MOSAIC
As day progress to clear evening
Our skies, yielding grief
Love can be the healing balm
I suppose on a sunny day
When i take out the garbage in the night
The bay tree let go of her scent.
Wind at the window pane
What shall i cook for you my dear?
That’s the best i can do now
Wanting to get a good shampoo
To read is to travel through pages
Now however is the time
MOSAIC © gillena cox 2023
For this first MTB prompt of 2023 we’re composing a ‘Found’ poem.
I used the first lines from poems at the following posts
Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Desert Fruitfulness
