Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 6, 2020

720



pre dawn shine
the big bright supermoon
through the brickwork
shadows of covid faded
to silent blanket of sky

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flattening curved statistics

songs for handwashing
measured to seconds

guessing the colour
of lips fashioned
behind masked safety
© gillena cox 2020



Blog hopping today with

Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scriblings #18: Art (and turmoil, it seems) Begets Art
Prompted " to birth new poetry or prose inspired by Pandemic Street Art from around the world"


[gif created in PicsArt background photo © gillena cox]


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Something i had not done in a very long time, i did recently as a #Whats App #family fun #origami challenge #days of covid



(Computer woes unsolved, still posting from my mobile phone)

Monday, June 24, 2019

Monday WRites 211



CONTEMPLATING COLOUR AND VIBE
The mighty sun finds us lost in the vibrancy of our Caribbean hues. Talking a walk in the hot sun without a hat or umbrella is common place. People are accustomed to these hot temperatures, we were born into it. Though there is much talk lately of Dry Seasons hotter and drier than back then, those day of our childhood.

Even more so of course on Days of The Carnival parades though the streets on Monday and Tuesday when the road belongs to the bands of costumed revelers, when colour finds itself imbued in souls celebrating this same sun.

It is easy to find oneself steeped in the rhythm of the day, as care and stress is lost to the music and the vibe. There art is flowing its liquid visceral vibe through the streets. Quite unlike the walls of the somber gallery where we can stand and gape.

a musing of colour
there to lose and find oneself
in framed canvas
CONTEMPLATING COLOUR AND VIBE © gillena cox 2019

I viewed a collection of works by Trinidadian artist Carlise Harris last week and am sharing in my mosaic today.
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 #211, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites.


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Blog Hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#33 - Roses, Rainbowsand Reflections

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Blue Monday: Hints of Blue

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Haibun Monday–Lost and Found: Nature’s Magic


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ENJOY THE MUSIC



Tuesday, May 17, 2016

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[Trinidadian Leroi Clarke
mural from google dot com]

LOVE OF BEAUTY IS TASTE. THE
CREATION OF BEAUTY IS ART
To channel soul in colours - Love
Stemming tides of
Fanciful exposure, all for the sake of beauty
Can trees twitter? and birds sprout? is
This a mindful state to endure? this taste.
Strongly measured, in strokes and dabs. The
Spell which strangles reality in creation
And in processing, what of
New challenges, new ways in stating beauty
Cognizant of what is,
The 'already there', if only in the mind of Art
LOVE OF BEAUTY IS TASTE. THE CREATION OF BEAUTY IS ART © gillena cox 2016

This is my first attempt at line end acrostic, hope you enjoy this

Written for Prompt Nights -Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is Art – [15]


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Linking to The Tuesday Platform
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads