An apple a day
To stave off the medics
Just place it in front your face
Leave it there the entire day
When night enters the arena
Remove the mask
The apple that was used
To hide behind
Now face the moon and stars
Showing posts with label blog hop. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 8, 2026
Tuesday, October 6, 2026
Monday, October 5, 2026
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A Pocket A Pocket
Handkerchief from his pocket
The magician's deft hands
A rose blossomed
Red so red
Nose on the clown's face
The sweet breath of a garden
Morning is here
Air pocket in the cloud
A loud aeroplane jets through
Mending fences skyward
Where distance diminishes
© gillena cox 2026
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Tuesday, September 29, 2026
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[John Atkinson Grimshaw, Silvery Moonlight (1836-1893) public domain, courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
One Only
Skeletal trees in the dead of night,
Spread beneath a sky in silent awe,
Framing a moon serving her light,
For all to spectacle when outside,
But only one in the dead of night,
Wished to saunter there outdoors,
For this particular moonlit sight,
Maybe not yet the deep autumn,
This moon though shining bright
Has had various stories all to tell
Of one out there in the dead of night.
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Monday, September 28, 2026
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Some Mornings
Some mornings out in my backyard, i would sit in silence, in company with sky, sometimes bland, sometimes cloudy, waiting, watching for the sunrise.
There were many mornings the daymoon waited with me. I would look up without my glasses and view the fuzzy daymoon, my faithful companion.
Then a few years ago, i had cataract surgery to both my eyes. Now my daymoon vision is enhanced
without eye glasses -
daymoon in the early sky
the clear sharp outlines
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Thursday, September 24, 2026
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Late blooming flame tree
A picturesque scene to see
Not as crowded as your sisters'
Early bloomed whispers
Spendor's also given thee
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Tuesday, September 22, 2026
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[image from google]
Along A Winding Road
The road is narrow,
Narrow enough for the bus,
And a swirling breeze;
The view from the window
Steep and slooping,
Seems endless;
But there are fields,
Christophene fields,
The vegetable, is also called chayote;
There are streamers on some of the plants,
Would they be like scarecrows,
To discourage birds,
And secure the harvest;
No other vehicle passes us ,
Along the narrow road,
So happy for that,
Had there been another,
Our hearts would beat its fastest;
How would another vehicle fit,
Along this narrow road,
Winding its way,
Way above steep slooping fields below;
We journey on with interest and,
Brave hearts.
© gillena cox 2026
Thursday, September 17, 2026
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[image from google]
Five Ways From Home
Red ixoras garland the front gate
Azure points a silent thumb there
Without wingspan of chicken hawks
Morning progresses to noon
A hot day in paradise
Seeking vittles go east
At the main road meditate
School days, work days, and errands
Traffic streams all day long with
Polite sunshine no honking horns
A westward argument wins
More narratives of high rise
Living spaces stepping up to sky
In tiny spaces of ascensions
Where modern living is easy
A magnetic pull secures
Opposites attract
The market places
Where lettuce and tomatoes
Absorb disciplined spaces
Sunrise escapades with
Early morning bird whistles
And cloud fancies
Prophecy of actions casual
To everyday necessities
© gillena cox 2026
Tuesday, September 15, 2026
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[Design for a Tapestry Art Print by Joan Miró]
How Wonderousq
Assuming sunrise is diligent,
And birdsongs causally rehearsed,
The pleasant morning scheduled,
Can never dissapoint those clouds,
Held there in maplike sequences
A jet plane and its passengers,
Held there in secured suspension,
Follows the paths of rightful sky,
Adopted for moving through air and time
Arrival in good timing,
Is foremost on the minds,
Of these temporary early sky dwellers,
High up above in the heavens,
Them above and clouds below,
How wonderous life is at times.
© gillena cox 2026
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Challenge ...Write a poem that does one of the following:
Expresses your thoughts and feelings on listening to this piece of music.
Describes the music in words.
Explores the music through imaginative imagery or storytelling.
Monday, September 14, 2026
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[The Cave Art Paintings of the Lascaux Cave; from google]
Word From The Sage
Ah, but the Starpainters are taking over now, you have nothing to worry about, said the wise old sage to the group huddled together in the dark cave, for months now.
He knew by instinct, and innate sage wisdom, the time to venture out had come. It was time to face the night sky, to smile with the moon, to slumber, be refreshed, rise and enter a new day
© gillena cox 2026
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Using the line
The Starpainters are taking over now
Tuesday, September 8, 2026
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[quote courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
Life Lessons
Seconds, minutes, hours,
They dance their choreography,
Now you try it,
And; one, two, three,
Plié, relevé, plié.
Some of us capsize
At the last plié,
Some of us never rose
At the relevé,
Life is like that,
A strict harsh teacher,
Never stopping to cuddle,
Ever shouting the instructions,
To rise, drop, rise again.
At the relevé,
You should breathe,
That's you cuddling you,
Or you'll stay capsized,
On the floor.
The rhythm is:
One, two, three,
Plié, relevé, plié,
Gracefully, now.
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Monday, September 7, 2026
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[image courtesy dVerse poet's Pub]
Xenolith Silly
Xenolith
Xenolith
Where art thou, without a wit
Xenolith
Xenolith
I thought i heard a bird, a twit
Xenolith
Xenolith
Come now say you'd sit with it
Xenolith
Xenolith
A rock a sediment to wit
Oh Xenolith
Truly you are it ,
You are it.
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Monday, August 31, 2026
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Here Comes The Bride
Time was when i sang in the senior choir at my church. The choir is still in existence, only i do not sing anymore.
In those days we had choir practise, at the old church weeknights. And on a Sunday morning we sang at Holy Mass.That was before Covid19.
We sang too, at funerals and at weddings. In those days, i loved weddings. Now too, i still love weddings.
happy bride and groom
yet some people sniffling -
weddings make me cry
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Thursday, August 27, 2026
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[image from google
You have got this body now
To live on this earth
A planet impermanent
Where you call your home
Emotions form part of life
The sadness and pain
Some losses and some gains too
There is time to spend
Lessons to be lived and learned
Tread lightly go slow
But time passes quickly though
Tuesday, August 25, 2026
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[Egon Schiele, Field of Flowers (1910), courtesy, dVerse Poets Pun]
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Dense intense vibrant reds
Hold the garden inbreds
Very much like the crowd
At a football match loud
Enough to be seen yet and
Bold as the fervor of passion
Sharing the frenzy of the match
Less rowdy always sedately watch
© gillena cox 2026
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Monday, August 24, 2026
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[image from google]
He of the talent of words,
His is the greatest protest,
Please, give us your fervor
Of the fondest amor - love,
The steepest mountain climb,
The coldest winter morn,
In agreement of seasons
But no, it is never so,
So clever is he, protesting.
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Thursday, August 20, 2026
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[AI generated image]
Daylong
wishing it was still yesterday
i closed tightly shut my today
in daydream
at times the dawn is late coming
with herald birds sweetly singing
it's daylight
wings flapping in pairs and in threes
flocks fly high above the tall trees
look! daymoon
lingering still amidst the clouds
sentient being yield to clouds
at daybreak
gratitude is all that we need
nourish our thoughts for this seed
through daylong.
© gillena cox 2026
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revisiting a prompt that is the Compound Word Verse. (here)
Thursday, August 13, 2026
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[The Circle Theatre by Edward Hopper, 1936: courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
Staid
We should just stop here,
For healing and sustenance,
Are all contained in this block;
The empty billboard -
Is it a sign of no stars?
Is there no one good enough?
What is important,
That will surely be obtained,
Excesses - not important;
Even the clouds, look!
Seeming quiet and staying,
While folks, are roosting indoors.
© gillena cox 2026
Tuesday, August 11, 2026
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Raining - A Fold
It's raining it's raining i close the window
Well, because only that one was opened
Sweet and low
My eyes snapped a blossom
But before i close the window
I look up at the sky
There above not below
Crying its heartfelt rain
In the rainy season's sun glow
Steelpan music all day long
Irregardless it's raining, i close the window
© gillena cox 2026
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Jumping In
To jump or rather not to jump,
I fancy my thoughts would
Contemplate, before words
Enter a blank page
Having had the mentorship of
The words, the punctuations
Then would bravely follow.
Comma is the contemplating sage
The jumps is an adventure after all
© gillena cox 2026
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