Monday WRites 156

these are hot hot days
before the rains tumble in

they are back again

having their fill
of caterpillar delights
from the Plumeria
A FEASTING TIME STORY © gillena cox 2018

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HAPPY MONDAY wishing all a time of peace and hope. For some a time of remembering solemnly
12 things about Memorial Day USA
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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 #156, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


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Will link to imaginary garden.

Tuesday Platform


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#85

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Blue Monday: Memorial Day


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REVISIT
28 May 2017
Garden Morphs
where are they now


Enjoy The Music

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STORY OF HUNGARY CATERPILLARS
in my backyard

the feeding frenzy again
day and night

striped caterpillars
chomping through
the Plumerias

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tubular bellies filling

of leaves green
and flowers white

and after a while
there's none in sight
leaves, flowers, caterpillars
STORY OF HUNGARY CATERPILLARS © gillena cox 2018


Blog hopping today with

Weekend Mini Challenge: Insects and Bugs


Revisit
26 May 2017
caterpillar
ompalapillar

Monday WRites 127

PLUMERIA STUDY
Lunch tastes better if its green i guess,
The way those caterpillars eat and eat,
Their colourful striped bodies do attest,
As they chomp their way to another mien.
Such leaves tastes better if its green i guess.
The Plumeria sends it's come-feast signal,
Or they wouldn't be there as welcome guest.
They would probably eat of rosebush or sage.
They harvest their worth in their fancy dress,
Tomorrow monarch butterfly or maybe a moth.
Surely lunch tastes better if its green i guess.
PLUMERIA STUDY © gillena cox 2017

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The Caterpillars are back again, they certainly resonate Autumn(in colour and transience) Though we in this clime do not experience Autumn nor Winter nor Spring nor Summer. We only experience a Wet Season and a Dry Season
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DO Enjoy the music


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today's mosiac photos are from my garden - gillena cox 2017

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Revisit
16 October 2015

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Mosaic Monday#57

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Blue Monday
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OOMPALAPILLAR
How many legs has an oompalapillar,
More, much more than a caterpillar;
The first one’s to admire,
The second one follows to require,
An answer, what is? an oompalapillar.
© gillena cox ( for my grand-daughter Zuri )


oompalapillar - a word i created just for this poem








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Poems In April DAY TWENTY THREE Last legs

CHALLENGE: How about a poem about legs? Yours or anyone else’s. Including any other creature.