Monday WRites 228

[in my mosaic today: 3 wildflowers in my unkempt lawn]


WABI-SABI
This new decade, weighted with its share of negatives blooms.
Where are love and peace, within the glooms?

We must feed ourselves doses of hope in each new day.
As transience and imperfection roar their way.

Truly delightful to admirers, Splendor of blooming wildflowers .
WABI SABI © gillena cox 2020


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The new year, is still a crying baby, 2nd Monday in 2020.

You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #228, ❧✿❧ Happy New Year 2020

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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday #62. Hamburg Part III


AND



Quadrille 94
Roaring in the new


REVISIT
13 January 2017
13 January 2016


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[Chivalry - image from google dot com]

PERCHANCE TO BE SWAYED
The quill dips, into chocolate covered wordiness,
Lightly, tracing breath on soft furls of mist,
And a kiss sprouts to bloom in morning sunshine

How did this spell mutter itself into daisy petals
Plucked, incensing he loves me, or not
A drizzle of inexorable sighs, lubricates awareness,
Where trust, appreciates the worth of weaving love
Into tantrums of giving wrapped in ribbons silver

A pendant adorns the sky by night, dangling stars,
Myriads of sparkling spectrums, wishing genuflections,
Knees bent, knights to princesses swooning hoops.
PERCHANCE TO BE SWAYED © gillena cox 2016


Blog hopping today at
in response toMidweek Motif ~ Appreciation

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[my video choice of today]