Showing posts with label awakening. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awakening. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

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Coolness of morning light streaming through clouds silvery, with brilliant thrill of bird whistles. Clean up crews having done their routine work will withdraw, letting the roar of large wheels and the honk in queued horns take over the sounds of morning awakening

a flash of pale blue
from shrubbery to skyward -
the blue bird's silence

© gillena cox 2019



Blog hopping with
Poets United ~ midweek motif - awakening
Prompted by Susan



REVISIT
20 November 2015

20 November 2013

20 November 2012


MUSIC
Barbara Jones - Angel Of The Morning

Monday, May 16, 2016

Monday WRites 58

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TWITTERED IN
Today i awake to twittering birds
Taste of night still clings to my tongue
Void of awakening fills my empty words
Sights from faraway spheres to inform
Hence, today i awake to twittering birds;
Still i hold the grey of tumbling thoughts
From sleep-drome where nothing girds
Fancy flights of wings effortless in form
Words tell tales in seconds and thirds
Thirsty my lips from wandering in awe
Whence, today i awake to twittering birds
TWITTERED IN © gillena cox 2016

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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).
Welcome to Monday WRites #58, ❧✿❧ Whats your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites





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Monday, July 20, 2015

Monday WRites 21

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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 ).
Welcome to Monday WRites #21, whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


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AWAKENING
In the satiety of sleep
Morning light touches my skin
So lightly
I could hear a feather drop
Miles away of birds twittering
So noisily
On returning to self my temple
Of my being where i am a while
So obviously
There are many distractions
Of heat and cold void and form
So dreamily
I drift back into this realm
Where thankfulness responds
© gillena cox 2015



GRAB MY BUTTON

verses



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