Vampire quadrille
insatiable to warmth and life,
monsters of night bringing strife,
for their cold rapport no sunlight,
only discord to warrant fright,
a click of fangs,
to soothe their pangs,
these bloodthirsty beings of dark,
even the ravens will cry out, hark!
beware the night!
© gillena cox 2024
Swing low
Oh morning shadow
Still on early bend of dawn.
In nearby forest maybe little fawn
Might rise from bended
Sleep now ended
Some trees are wide awake
For daybreak's sake
Now birds will twitter
And a child in her knicker
Will yawn
© gillena cox 2024
It's here again. Another four year span culminating in Olympics. This year Paris hosts after 100 years since serving as host country.
A novelty opening has competing countries sailing around the Seine. Flags waving cheering to onlookers
It is the Republic of Trinidad and Tobago's nineteenth appearance at the Summer Olympics (although the Trinidad and Tobago athletes previously attended four other editions under the British colony and under the West Indies Federation)
The summer Olympics presents the best of the best to a worldwide audience. Every athlete doing his or her best for their countries.
Those fans not so lucky to be in the Paris stands view their TV screens and other devices.
a medal winner
smothered in hugs and kisses -
wears her country flag
Dance of Unicorns and Dragons: a quadrille
To desire or not;
That is the conundrum
Of tomorrow's figment,oft
Stored there in fantasy.
For flights of unicorns and dragons,
know no woes,
Strangled once in labels
Of madness, few dare to expose.
Still few escape to survive
Reality in another realm.
Dances of Unicorns and Dragons © gillenacox2024
Tomatoes on every plate
Quadrille Dark
Wake up, get up, nudges my muse
I will when the dark recedes,
When birdsong clears morning sky
Even though the waning gibbous moon,
still shines
How is it to the rising east
This morning's cloudscape is so
Ominously dark?
Wake up get up!
Quadrille Dark © gillena cox 2024
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Quadrille Blaze
She dreamed of a life of adventure,
Climbing mountains, sky diving,
And such like;
If only she was born into a rich
Family she sighed,
Surely she could venture
Into unknown territory,
And be the trailblazer;
Super smart outgoing innovator,
What a poor thought!
© gillena cox 2024
Earth We
Technology rewards us with conversations and closeness. We share like and subscribe. We zoom, link up and link in.
little square boxes
of people chatting online -
a live meeting
But what about our natural environment. The destruction is overwhelming. Building crumble like the tossed paper balls of am irate writer. Machine guns and tankers deface the landscape. Where are the trees? The earth cries as blood is spilt.
TV screen shots -
the anguish of a mother
as her child goes limp
The fishes in the sea; who cares about them as trash finds its way from rivers and streams to its depths annoying sea animal and plant life. Fishes must be crying too.
feet along the sand
plastic bottle clean up -
here's a garbage bag
© gillena cox 2024
[image from google]
We here in Trinidad and Tobago are experiencing our Dry Season one of the two climatic seasons prescribed to us.
Dry Season is a boon for the carnival minded. All that sun adds sparkle to glitter and shimmer of costumes. And gives valid excuse to peel down and revel on carnival days.
And after the carnival bacchanal the cool-down on beaches, but preferably under a beach umbrella.
While the more penitent fast and abstain in Lenten style.
Yesterday it rained and rained. A sudden outburst from a cumulus happy sky. Happens.
from rain-soaked sky
February moon sails in -
before night lamps light
© gillena cox 2024
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 REVISIT TO READ THIS IS MONDAY WRITES 430 HAPPY FEBRUARY TO ALL |
Sorting Out The Sky
A pinch of morning,
Now with dawn setting,
Sliver of silver,
Radiance giver.
Oh sky! what summons you
To tease at us so?
Feathered harbingers,
Noisy bringers,
Of new occurences;
Are sure to find references,
In measure of man's mind,
Who isn't always kind.
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