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Ismael Nery (circa 1931) - 'Eternidade' courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub

Eternidade: The Fold

Gotta focus, spot on,

Every corner ever shadow,

Is drawn, to the dream-tron,

Into the spectacle

That is eternity, spot on;

Where is the nuturing heart?

Will it recover the forlorn?

The disillusioned?

The desire to belong?

To something greater than self,

Just gotta focus, spot on.

© gillena cox 2025

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[image courtesy, dVerse Poetry Pub]

 Consider Icarus

Humility will always steer you right

Excessive pride is expensive

Even at the cost of life

Consider Icarus warned

Consider Icarus in excessive mode

Consider Icarus wings melted to death

Overwhelmed he flew too high

Overwhelmed he got too close to the sun

Consider Icarus warned

Consider Icarus in excessive mode

Humility will always steer you right

© gillena cox 2025

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Poetics: Triumph and Defeat

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[René Magritte, Golconda (1953), oil on canvas; image courtesy deVerse poetry Pub]

 Rain On A Clear Day

On a clear cool day,

Why this needless nuisance of rain,

Past rooftops, routing a straigth path

Down from free fleecing azure.

Who cares? cause the windows are shut;

Maybe every engaging human,

Has had wholly enough,

Of outside influences.

So they therefore shut in

All casual coincidences of life

Leaving legacies of strife to 

Flowers free on the meadows

© gillena cox 2024

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Everything We See

Challenge: to be inspired write about tone of the paintings by  René Magritte, 

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"Orchard in Spring” by Alfred Sisley (1881)

courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub

New Clothes

When sentinel poui changes her clothing

From all green to an all pink thing

Know that sovereign Easter is near

Our Caribbean nuance of Spring

With silver smiles of resurrection 

Of renewal therefore sing

Pink poui has changed her garb

And that's a wonderful thing

© gillena cox 2024

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Poetics: Daffy for Daffodils, Sprung in Spring

Challenge: to be indpired write about the picture add words of a given list

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[María Berrío, Closed Geometry, 2022, paper collage and watercolor on linen; courtesy dVerse poetry

pub]

 
 

UNREQUITED 

She lay there like a  paper doll

Cast to a windy day

All resolve is spoken in the colour pink

And consciousness knows no kindness

How many rocks need be stationed

To the rigors of love unrequited

How many hearts smashed on the altar of 

Fruitless strawberry bushes

Should she stay there bruised

Like grapes underfoot

Like garbage strewn

Like an eight day week

UNREQUITED © gillena cox 2023

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[image: a Lee Madgwick strange house]

NIGHTMARE 

When the trees embraced us we knew then

That our faces were hidden in nightmares

For how else can one flutter when

The shutters of evening snap shut

Allowing only what we knew then 

To be winding ways of cauldron

Steeping molten onions dragons and men

Fastened inside snores and whimpers

Caring only for the path which appears again

To take us back to a home waiting 

And the safety of open doors we knew then

NIGHTMARE © gillena cox 2022 

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The strange houses of Lee Madgwick

Challenged today to use one of four given images from Lee Madgwick and write an ekphrastic

REVISIT
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red house walls
different kinds of abode

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A crop of the canvas 'De Meeting'  by LeRoy Clarke

DINE OUT AGAIN -  an ekphrastic

Bring to the table your knives and forks

Elbows and fingers

Your green shoes with the platform heels

Clop clop into the dining area

Vaccinated patrons only

This is a safe zone

We feast on sumptuous morsels of

Macaroni pie and trini gossip

Little did we know that staying at home

Could be world mandated

We viewed the paintings of Picasso

Lets steal glances of Clarke

Now here comes dessert

Sweetbread and sorrel

Christmas around the corner

See the angel on the tree top?

DINE OUT AGAIN   © gillena cox 2021

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REVISIT
25 November 2019
25 November 2016
25 November 2015

ENJOY THE MUSIC:

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[image - Flowering Mindscape by J.Hurlbert courtesy dVerse Poets]

ARTFULLY ARRANGED
The rains, finally,
lolling through an entire day,
stringing peals of lightning
to thunder bolts.

The bougainvillea shower down
from their cozy boughs,
they drop
to assemble on the ground
like tiny paper lanterns.

Sometimes they take flight,
like that bluebird of yesterday
to perch on my mind,
offering me dreams of fantasy and favour,
wherein my headband sprouts
huge bouquet of words

I put water into a vase
and arrange my sentences
so artfully.
ARTFULLY ARRANGED © gillena cox


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Meet Jackie Hurlbert


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Poets United Mid Week Motif ~ garden

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HOPE AND RENEWAL
This poem is a tree
This poem is a new day
This poem is a gift

We hide Easter eggs, and then go about seeking.
The game goes thus, no peeking while hiding.
Sometimes a clue is given t-r-e-e.
This poem is a tree.

We remember three nails, we remember one tree.
We remember to add a savior;
Redemption, forgiveness, on dying breath,
This poem is a new day.

We love Easter for chocolate bunnies,
Wildflowers of varied colours,
Covering meadow and cracked pavements,
This poem is a gift.

Love alone clothes the Spring;
Heralded by Almond blossoms,
In renewal charity and hope.

This poem is a tree
This poem is a new day
This poem is a gift
HOPE AND RENEWAL © gillena cox 2019

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Poets United
Midweek Motif ~ Almond Blossoms, by Vincent Van Gogh: An Ekphrastic Poem

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[IMAGE COURTESY THE IMAGINARY GARDEN]

FOR THE HEARTH
As the birds are to nest-building,
So these maidens clog through trees.
They are the gatherers taking,
What the wind has generously felled.
For warmth is needed as is nest-building.
Faggots bound will they take to hearth.
Winter clouds turn pink in the evening,
Good work so the faces of maidens blush.
Astute their hearts swelled in achieving.
And lively stories be told after dinner,
Family encircled to art of nest-building.
FOR THE HEARTH © gillena cox 2018


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Fireblossom Friday : Edward Emerson Simmons
Prompted by Fireblossom to poem a painting from prompts by by Edward Emerson Simmons


Revisit
17 May 2017
17 May 2017
...stories 2015

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[image courtesy imaginary garden]


whenever he wandered far away
she got posies for her tresses

she gives in turn, graveside flowers

for stone cold he lay
never to warm her cheeks again
with his kisses
STORY OF GRAVESIDE FLOWERS © gillena cox 2018

Revisit
22 April 2016
22 April 2015
Bongo 2016



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Poets of April
Prompted by Susie Clevenger...I also used photos I felt worked with the quotes. You can draw inspiration from them also.

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[Wassily Kandinsky - Comet...Google dot com; Fair Use]


COMET
When a comet, swishes her tail like mermaid wishes,
Know that brilliant story of majesty is told.
The one in need of sharing,
Throughout the whole Universe.
To all of life,
Not just for me, not just for you,
But for lamb and lion, fish, bird and leaf
COMET © gillena cox 2018


Revisit
17 April 2017
17 April 2016
...then one star



Blog hopping today with imaginary garden. In April we write a poem every day

The Tuesday Platform ~ April Style
Kerry Oconnor is prompting. Challenge: Open mic with an OPTIONAL extra... the work of 20th Century artist, Wassily Kandinsky... to select an image and WRITE


ENJOY THE MUSIC



This blog remains VERSES but from today in uppercase letters

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[image courtesy imaginary garden with real toads]


HIS PALETTE
I have seen clouds like these
Pink, in the late dawn sky.
Creeping through the trees
Still dressed in silhouettes.

Al the while the twitter-ers
The chirpers and the whistlers
Are sounding choruses of light
Singing of olden dreams
Singing of future hope

I have seen clouds like these
Pink, in the late dawn sky.
I often wonder, where does God
Hide his palette? is it
At the end of his rainbows
HIS PALETTE© gillena cox 2017

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Artistic Interpretations with Margaret - Small Town Inspiration...
Margaret gave us a few paintings to write a new poem about
I chose -Paul Whitener (1911-1959) Unfinished Landscape, @1950, Oil

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[Child and Mask, 1955 by Kaoru Kawano;
from Google dot com]

RICE CAKES
A smile rules the doll's house
A story now is told
Ever a cuddly audience
Assembled there to hear

The Buddha sits in silence
Rice cakes set in his plate
The sweet scents of incense
Rise to dissipate

When sticky little fingers
Of a urchin standing by
Edges close to Buddha's plate
His rice cakes to deplete

❧✿❧

garden Buddha
incense and birdsong
an offering
for ancestor's tales
retold in Spring buds
RICE CAKES© gillena cox 2017


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Kerry Says ~ Let's Paint a Picture
Kerry Gives the option to choose works from selected artists and write a new poem using the technique of Ekphrasis.

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Revisit
7th April 2015