Thursday, September 25, 2025

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[AI generated image]


 A Play of Lights - Rengay between Gillena Cox & David (ben Alexander) Bogomolny 

with my eyes i trace 

a pattern of stars at dawn -

praise for a new day/gc


tears blur one small boy’s efforts

to outline big sheriff’s badge/db


a yellow alert -

the way colours shape our

weather and warnings/gc


night rains streak the glass -

she runs the red turns too quick

on slick, empty road/db


office noises left behind

returning to home alone/gc


an owl keeps steady

while headlights veer and scatter 

through the storm-soaked dark/db


Collaboration Note: The Rengay is a short form created by Gary Gay

 'A Play of Lights' is a Rengay between Gillena Cox - St James, Trinidad & David (ben Alexander) Bogomolny  - Jerusalem, Israel.

Start date: September 15th 2025

End  date: September 17th 2025

Written: via email


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Here in Trinidad and Tobago🇹🇹 we celebrate 100 days of Christmas starting 23rd Sepember to 25th December; hosted by Sweet 101.1 FM Radio, where our local Christmas music is featured

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Tuesday, September 23, 2025

1316

[image - AI generated]

 The art of happiness - a quadtille


Feeling the need of some happiness?

Maybe because you are sad,

Or people in your space are sad.


Do something nice for someone!

Smile with someone!

Listen to Soca music!

Dance as you listen !


Say a prayer for world peace.

'Happiness matters',  speak it!

© gillena cox 2025



 

Monday, September 22, 2025

1315


 Posey

Yellow ixoras you stay open,

Once bloomed, through day

And through night;


Sleepless under Caribbean skies,

In your sweet umbrella forms,

Put you in a posey,

What would you represent?


Loveliness, continuity, happiness,

hopeful, joy, alluring

Ay yes, 

I know, you would be enduring. 

© gillena cox 2025


Thursday, September 18, 2025

1314

Lady Sings The Blues an old movie memory,
The music of sky from azure to cloudy 
Blue plumbagos when they pop open like umbrellas.

These are a few of my blue thoughts today

And then there are mountains blue,
From the roundabout to stare at to be amazed,
A drink the colour of smurfs,
To delight children, restaurant fun.

These are a few of my blue thoughts today
© gillena cox 2025

Wednesday, September 17, 2025

1313

[The Studio Boat (Le Bateau-atelier) by Claude Monet from google]

 model

lips cherry red 

lounges in sheer demur 

she longs to stir about yet still

she smiles


smiling

she maintains her  outward relaxed

sweet apperance for him

hair shining gold

his muse

© gillena cox 2025


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Monday, September 15, 2025

1312

 The yellow  fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, shed tears so much so, that leaves tremble under its weight, and loosen into the streets flooding areas


It is the lash of a season of hurricanes, even though the punishment is not meted out evenly


The thunder and lightnings sound their loud reports. They just cannot be about their business quietly, for it is the nature of thunder to sound out, even sometimes outside the season of Atlantic hurricanes

© gillena cox 2025

Saturday, September 13, 2025

1311



Voiced for 13th September 2025 OLN [live edition]  If you did not attend you can listen now
 
 
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Thursday, September 11, 2025

1310

[photo courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

This Moon Is Enough

After an early supper,

There was she, hung

Bright bold and round,

The night moon;

I thought she was a supermoon,

Oh but no,

She was just the Februrary moon,

Shinning for me,

To end my birthday,

The waitress said,

There is a new ice cream shop,

On the floor below,

I said to myself,

This moon is enough.

© gillena cox 2025

Tuesday, September 9, 2025

1309

Did he ever say it?

I love you i mean,

Of course he did!

Is the sky blue?

Well not always.


So he may have loved me, somewhat

Is delrium a mystery of male makeup?

Or maybe sometime,

Or even mistakenly,

Or he might have thought he did.


Isn't the "i do" factor

A happily ever after story line?

So then why does the griot

Stumble and mumble at

Where is he? 

Where is she?


Might "happily ever after stories"

Do have a time frame, or

Could it be, it contained the word

Together?

Which got lost in time.


You know,

Words and phrases

Can be quite fickle,

That way.

© gillena cox 2025

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Monday, September 8, 2025

1308

[image courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]

 It was much more than sitting,

Much more than applauding,

So much more than an evening

Out to see them dancing.


So much more than bodies twisting,

More than engaging

In those fine stories unfolding, 

To the attention of a spellbound audience,

Much more.

© gillena cox 2025

Thursday, September 4, 2025

1307

August

you came in with

wide anticipation 

frenzied steelband recognization

farewell 

© gillena cox 2025

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