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Welcome to Monday WRites # 339

You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 

March marches on, with a war no one wants, except the perpetrators.

Lovers of peace and goodwill  standby The Ukraine 

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❧✿❧AYE AYE

"Aye aye" capt'n said the pirate wearing an eye patch.

He had had one too many Caribbean rums that night.

For eying the prize of another he got into a bar fight;

Sylph of a wench who would go willingly to the amplest catch.

© gillena cox 2022

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A jigsaw puzzle to fit online [6 pieces]

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Mosaic Monday #168:A Little Getaway 

AND

Eying the Quadrille #147 

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REVISIT

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SNAPDRAGON DAYS
I see you, in the mist of a forest, setting the sun to night chambers,
you radiate like the aura of a bright star on blanket night sky;
you remain nameless, your force of presence makes me squint,
humbling me yet again and again;
Splendid is the rise of your morning pink hues, set against
egrets returning from the roost;
your presence engulfs, enchants, en-wraps
My eyes are closed now
i feel you , i know you, i sense you;
In the outages of snapdragon days on halycon sands from salty winds;
i can only crave your appearance to delight - the moon shine, sun sparks,
and twinkles; wingless messengers the Gods fashion into auroras and halos;
Forever giving, giving, giving hope is it? or delusions may be!
What is your nature, where are your passions, who are your consorts
Fairy god-mothers planning ball events, for cinder gals???
i think you RAYS - ray of hope, ray of sunlight, ray of stars bright
RAYS: kissing gently eyelids closed, enchanting eyes-opened
i'll name you thus just RAYS every eye can sense you.
© gillena cox




Written in response to the prompt at Poetry Jam 'Eyes'