walking in sync
two bestfriends
returning from school
the shadows beside them
seem to melt away from
a high tiled wall
© gillena cox 2025
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Thursday, August 7, 2025
Tuesday, August 5, 2025
1299
[photo first posted at my blog lunchbreak at 1179]
Rain Forest Trek
Sneakers treck through the rain forest
Eyes a wandering through the tree tops
What's that sound we want to know
In the city we do not hear this
The marvel of the monkey ladder vine
From ground to the trees grows strong
Strong enough to become furniture
To listen to your guide is wise
For some of these plants can grab and hold you
Never wanting to let you go
But its okay to breath in the sweet
Fragrance of the incense trees
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Monday, August 4, 2025
1298
[Trinidad and Tobago Silver]
Last year, i bought a pair of silver sandals.They glitter in the sunlight. I admire my own feet with toes also painted silver.
This obsession with silver is not new. I suppose it will carry on long after the pair of sandals are no more wearable.
a long time ago
the pair of silver bracelets -
my husband wore one
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Tuesday, July 29, 2025
1297
Magnificat of Morning - A Fold
Morning bespoke of bird song,
Wends her way in andante strides,
What could ever go wrong?
Sunrise, moonset, is morning's magnificat
As we know, bespoke of bird songs;
Fantasy of the earth standing still
Has been sipped like fine tea in long,
Pandemic permission curtailed days,
Still, will not cower to the fiction,
As Covid spanned its own season,
Even to morning bespoke of bird song.
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Monday, July 28, 2025
1296
[image from google]
Memories
Saltfish accras were a breakfast treat
I'd sit on a kitchen stool to eat
Shuurr the sound of falling into oil
Hot enough to fry or boil
Food and fancy are still
The taste memories never at will
Let go of her cooking
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Thursday, July 24, 2025
1295
[image from the internet]
Fireworks
The night sky alive with the sound
Of booming colours lit,
Showers
Its impermanence though not found
Distinguishable fit
Flowers
It is more spectacle than awe,
Keeps the eyes peeled skyward,
Even
Curiosity of night law,
Colours drift and award
Heaven.
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Tuesday, July 22, 2025
1294
[AI generated image]
Watermelon Daiquiris
Watermelon Daiquiris
Still awaiting?
Mr. Goodbar aint a coming!
He done that to many ah
Bit-O-Honey
You can call that his signature;
Charleston Chew and Sugar Babies,
Waiting at the bar,
Order: one more double, battender!
Three Musketeers enter;
Aint you a little bit young
To be sitting on the stool Sweetarts?
Mike & Ike shout across the room,
Let them be Watchamacallit!
They pretty enough to be 'ere
And they send over watermelon daiquiris,
For the Dots.
© gillena cox 2025
Monday, July 21, 2025
1293
[AI generated imagel
Would i have owned, the wisdom of maturity “I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones.”
Would i have owned, the wisdom of maturity “I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones.”
But no, my childish tantrums, prevented me from hearing the thunder and loving it. Seeing the lightning and being awed by the spontaneous brightness of a dull sky.
This is how betrayal, fools the unassumming, the naive, the young and unspoilt.
© gillena cox 2025
Thursday, July 17, 2025
1292
Banished
From the earth was fashioned,
From the likeness of God, the man;
And the breath of life,
Breathed into him.
From Adam's rib,
Was fashioned,
A helpmate called the woman;
And the breath of life,
Breathed into her.
The garden, their paradise given
There to live in,
To have of fruit with exception.
But the two they fell,
Into a trap laid well,
By the wiley wiley deceiver;
Clever clever he;
Approached the woman,
Knowing she, was held high
In esteem by her man;
With skillful debate
Was she baited, she ate;
Then she to the man to sate
Tasted of the fruit forbidden,
From their eyes, veiled
Innocence slipped;
Exposing to them at the hip,
Their loins in full nakedness,
Which they taught to cover
With leaves.
From the Lord God ever,
There is no hiding;
He knew of their deeds.
His compassion meted them,
Garments made of skins;
His wrath, banishment
With statuses new defined;
So then the woman,
By Adam, was named Eve;
Fitting her function given
By The Lord God; child bearer.
Banished then, and sent ,
Out from their garden home;
They went;
Wanderers for a new home.
Then Adam slept with his wife
Eve; child bearer.
© gillena cox (first posted to Wordchines.com 2009)
Thursday, June 26, 2025
1291
[AI generated image]
Next sunrise, there he was
Bending through the morning wafts
Of breezes scullying through
Fronds of banana and papaya
Plants stationed to his garden
Over seconds he would speak
We meet again like new clouds
Mapping an unburdened sky
No coincidence of mine more like
A universe hurl of broken planets
Then suddenly like a mountain sweet
As petrichor after the rain
He says in the most tender way
Let's be friends
I felt like a rocket launched
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Tuesday, June 24, 2025
1290
AI generated image
was in awe
She didn't understand what was standing before her
A holy fear welled up inside her
Look at his size
Look at his socks
Look at his horns
No no no
He is not to be trusted
Not a feather on his body only fur
He is not to be trusted
Here she was feeling broken
Here was chicken all alone
Having been left behind
By those who should have cared
Here was chicken unarmed
In the face of a giant
Not a rifle
Not a stick
Not a dagger
Chicken was left to her inner source
Her faith
Her hope
Her tears
She quickly realized
She had to survive in the face of this giant
She honed into her inner source
And there she found ways
And survive she did
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Tuesday, June 17, 2025
1289
[image courtesy, dVerse Poetry Pub]
Consider Icarus
Humility will always steer you right
Excessive pride is expensive
Even at the cost of life
Consider Icarus warned
Consider Icarus in excessive mode
Consider Icarus wings melted to death
Overwhelmed he flew too high
Overwhelmed he got too close to the sun
Consider Icarus warned
Consider Icarus in excessive mode
Humility will always steer you right
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Monday, June 16, 2025
1288
[AI generated image]
This Apple
Honestly, if i eat this apple,
My love will appear right here,
In front of me;
Like syrup of maple,
Our kisses can span the rigors of time,
Like clouds under azure sky
Like ripples over ocean skin
Live Anthony and Cleopatra
Honestly! Honestly!
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Tuesday, June 3, 2025
1287
[painting courtesy dVerse Poetry ]
Picasso On The Beach
Pablo and Olga k- i -s -s- i -n -g
On the sandy beach
They are not even seeing
The child within reach
Sun up and sun hot
Driftwood and care
These adults augnt not
To act without fear
When then the boy asks
If they were playing tag
They chose somehow to mask
The kiss with a zig and a zag
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Monday, June 2, 2025
1286
[Sunrise by Monet from Google]
And The Sunrise Was Good
Each sunrise magic of sky
Unfolds hope in newness
Licsence to create what
Yesterday never had even
If routine set the pace of
Dark night passed on
Sunrise is expected and mundane
Yet awesome in all its ways
The calling out again and again
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Thursday, May 29, 2025
1285
[image from google]
The morning drifts into
Three phases of awakening
Trees reappear for me and you
Though sun its rays are sharing
Here is something remaining
Happliy of the night
Heartfelt moon lingering
Holding on with all her might
Enough with tales of sky deeds
Every morning is new
Even bringing fresh those weeds
Ever hardy never few
Now all that matters is gratitude
No one ever is without
Nothing more true than atitude
Nourishing soul's no doubt
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Tuesday, May 27, 2025
1284
[image from google]
On a branch i was your rose,
Blooming sweet before you froze
Our i luv yous.
The night wind spoke,
While i was yet asleep
So you followed your whim.
Let's do him in
It said, but you didn't understand,
Horizons was the tesse.
So you sought your reverie,
And i, regretted yes, but
Determined to progress.
Left you alone to your seek,
Selfishness made you weak,
Now i can speak.
I grew and strived in sunshine
And in rain, all for the better,
Beautiful rose that i am.
© gillena cox 2025
Thursday, May 22, 2025
Tuesday, May 20, 2025
1282
[image made with Bing AI generator]
Shane
I never knew his pedigree. Did he even have one, i know not.
I remember his colour though, white. It was i who named him Shane, after a Western movie i had seen in the cinema.
Today i really do not remember the nature of the character Shane, but i do remember, that dog my first pet.
welcoming me back
his wag tail at the bus stop -
returning from school
© gillena cox 2025
Monday, May 19, 2025
1281
[ArtFromElenaV, google]
Quadrille Quiet
Quadrille Quiet
Rain in torrents
Daylight dim
No birdsongs sent
Given from Him
Rain and floods
Reading time
At home or at odds
quiet as a mime
TV lady talks
Of moisture in the air
Under umbrella walk
All is fair
And loud rain in torrents
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Thursday, May 15, 2025
1280
Fill my cup with
tasty aromatic coffee,
for morning light has struck
a pose in the sky,
vanishing cobalt tones
to later and anon
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Tuesday, May 13, 2025
1279
[image courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]
Animo
Swamped in state of apachurrado
I felt i had no where to go
Except in the direction of ecabronado
That for a looong time was so
Until i came to wise ni modo
Absorbed in the ways of church once more
What ensued was merciful animo
Now i care for nothing more than
That facinating estrenar
See what the Lord has done for me
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Words I Used
(Given a list of words from I Have No Word in English Fo By Sandra Cisneros (The New Yorker print edition, September 16, 2024)
Apachurrado. Hat run over by a truck. Heart run over by unrequited love.
Estrenar. To show off what’s new gloriously.
Encabronada/o. A volatile, combustible rage.
Ni modo. Wise acceptance of what fate doles.
Ánimo. A joyous zap of fire.
Monday, May 12, 2025
1278
[image made with Bing AI generator]
“Calling Things What They Are.”
If you are sad say so. If you are happy let it show. Being straight saves a world of misconceptions, lots of time wasted, and more best results.
Don't call tears raindrop, or smiles up side down frowns. Calling things what they are, is the best way forward. Leave poetry to the poets.
Life gets real when you face it head on. I have no skills for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself. A balloon is a balloon. A spade is a spade.
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Challenge: To include the line
“I have no skills for flight or wings
to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself.”
Tuesday, May 6, 2025
1277
[image Georgia O’Keeffe, The Black Iris (1926), oil on canvas, Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, gift of The Burnett Foundation: courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]
From the atelier window,
I looked out to be absorbed,
By an iris, an abstract work
Of God in the evening shadows,
A vanishing point of day,
Not just a sunset, but more so,
A polychromatic overlap of emotions,
This was the expressionism gift
That later artist would receive
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We got paintings by Georgia O’Keefe
as well as a selection of words to use in an ekphrastic poem.
Monday, May 5, 2025
1276
[image courtesy, dVerse Poetry Pub]
Tangle - Quadrille
Untangle this,
If you should miss
The opportunity, to
See groups of two
Colours, their strands
Relating where you stand,
Then the better to see
You, my dear can be
Drinking soup from a bowl,
Red as your dear soul,
Aflamed with filial love.
© gillena cox 2025
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