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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Prosery: Breathing and Moons

“An early moon is just a piece of change in the softening sky. “ 

is the prompt line given from

James Masao Mitsui, “Spring Poem for the Sake of Breathing, Written After a Walk to Foster Island”

AN EARLY MOON

Sometimes it is clear, exercising in the mornings, is sheer punishment. So she relents; tucking herself under her blanket for at least a half an hour more. Aging she muses is no sin.

The birds know their songs, the dew when to fall and the worms their wiggle. All of the above will happen even though she is not yet awake.  

Oh but the moon, she will miss this lingering beauty in the silent drama of colours and palettes from above, weaving their silvery pinks and greys to azure. She had always thought " An early moon is just a piece of change in the softening sky" 

AN EARLY MOON © gillena cox 2023

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Mosaic Monday #34

REVISIT

05 June 2017

05 June 2017(2)

05 June 2015

THIS IS MONDAY WRITES 398
Wishing You: A Happy Month of June; Stay Creative

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). 

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Monday WRites 249

[Another June Jumble - 'Yellow Center of Today': Plumeria, Dessert Rose, Pinwheel Jasmine all from my garden today]

Welcome June and here in Trinidad and Tobago, The Wet Season.
You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #249: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧

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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
#83: Emerging (Part 2)


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Prosery Monday: Different Directions
Asked to write using a line from
'An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire' By Gwendolyn Brooks
a piece of flash fiction of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line.
We go in different directions down the imperturbable street.

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CORONA'S BOX
It was time for the opening. They emptied the contents of crowned shaped dust all over the surface of planet earth.

Mornings became quiet now except for the whistling and chirping birds letting all and sundry know that the new day had merged from night to dawn to morning. This was The New Eerie Time.

The Lords Obedient all proclaimed throughout the planet: there will be no church going, no beach going, no school going, no hugging, no assembling, no kissing, no partying. This is the Era of The New Lord No.

He he he He he he; a sinister low laughter was heard by some.

"Close the restuarants! Close the barbers and hairdressers! Yes you can wear face masks!" "Yes meh Lord they answered" And so we go in different directions down the imperturbable street. But flowers still bloomed in earth's soil.
© gillena cox 2020


REVISIT
8 June 2015

STAY SAFE

Monday WRites 217

[Today's mosaic 'Whats Blooming']


60 years after Sadako Sasaki's death, the story behind Hiroshima's paper cranes is still unfolding
It must be so sad to loose loved ones in such heinous loud uproars, A bombing killing so many innocent lives going about their daily chores unawares, unprotected, unarmed. This is what war does, rips open the souls of so many left to mourn even so many more. Were there flowers blooming then and there? Questions unanswered to this day. Chrysthantemums, peonies, roses. Beautiful little souls hoping one day to be doctors nurses care givers.

paper cranes will tell
so much no more of sorrow
caused by a bombing
© gillena cox 2019



We had a preface of stormy weather this morning. Whats the weather like where you are?
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 #217 ❧✿❧ 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
#39: Summer Days, Drifting Away


AND FOR

Haibun Monday
–Hiroshima Day 2019: A Reflection on Peace

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Macro Monday 2: Thorns


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REVISIT
5 August 2015


ENJOY THE MUSIC

Monday WRites 161

INTENSE
After a day of intense World Cup football, we here in T&T were served some intense stormy weather: complete with lightning and thunder. This morning its bright and sunny. And in my area, looks like it never rained at all last night. As for the flowers the wild ones, the planted ones, they all seem to be smiling a littler brighter this morning

who loves the rain most-
surely
the flowers do
INTENSE © gillena cox 2018

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Hello July we are into the second half of the year
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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). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #161, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

Blog Hopping today with

#90

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Macro Monday 2: Datura


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Blue Monday: Numbers



Revisit
speed of lightning
stormy gusts
rain showers

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POUI BLOOMING
In stable thirst of dry days you stood,
Stately green, quietly patient as you could ;
While gaily flew kites on windy sky,
There you, showing only green without a sigh;
Like monks stoic, in zen understanding;
Who would deem, your elation pending;
Ah, but gentle tears of heaven alone know,
How easily, such caring, would make you glow;
So lent her thus, gently, to soft drizzling night,
And you, to daylight blooming, awesome sight.
POUI BLOOMING © gillena cox 2017

Blog Hopping today with
Midweek Motif ~ Flowers


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Enjoy The Music