Monday WRites152

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UNDER MILLION STARS
Wine me a heady sweet muscat
Bright moon sentinels no chat
Music me with guitar strums
For night of repast surely is at

Dance you stars in somber sky
While we amazed to wonder fly
By whispers sweet and sensuous
Fill our tryst with arduous high

When sated love uncovered now
Wrap entwined its fantasy cow
Trinket poems in garlands strung
Like lamplight to moth staying vow
UNDER MILLION STARS © gillena cox 2018

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HAPPY MONDAY. And last day of April. 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 #152, ❧✿❧ 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 imaginary garden. In April we write a poem every day. Phew our task ends today.

Thirty poems in April: a final in verbs
Prompted by Brudberg: Challenged - Take some nouns and use them as verbs and put them into a poem. Unlock all the objects, let them dance, let them swirl.


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REVISIT
30 April 2017
tryst 2016
30 April 2015


Enjoy The Music

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PONDERING MORNING
When i stand, staring at the mountains.
From whence a thousand words fountain
Meanderings, to my muse, only she hears;
Oftentimes, of this i am most certain.

Such colours are of the rainbow blessed;
Trees, birds, flowers, variously dressed,
Representing a romp of creation's idea.
To planet earth, all of which is bequest.

A sip of coffee in morning reverie,
Of rain, sunshine, warmth, and every
Utterance of birdsong beneath clouds.
Chance laughter to fill day's glory.

Those days, memories play in mind's garden,
Smiles wonder at youth's ego, oh pardon;
The wild spurts of youthful brashness
These figures add up to favourful laden
PONDERING MORNING © gillena cox 2018

REVISIT
Mountain 2015
Morning 2016
Coffee 2017


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

April 12 - Costa Rica Photos
Prompted by Margaret; Challenge: photos fron Costa Rica to inspire us write a new or reworked poem. Mine is a new poem .

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Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Vision
prompted by Sumana Roy

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[a google dot com rose animation]


A SPELL OF ROSE
pluck thee petal by petal
by orb of refrains settle
question this rose and ink
oh passion sway her mettle

tis night this moon in sync
will barter sold hearts for mink
for a rose let sound be taste
while ear behold a lover wink

dark thorns be stranger haste
to rose a maiden soul re-paste
fairest peeled of jealous sake
wild plea fraught to no disgrace

blush sweetly innocence partake
stretch of hand quell his quake
sated web through love spell spun
for sweet fragrance of rose sake
A SPELL OF ROSE © gillena cox 2017

Blog hopping today with

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ The Flower: Rose
prompted by Sumana

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MM 2017 Nov 22


Revisit
22 Nov 2015
Rose Buds And Dew
A To Z Rosebud

Enjoy The Music

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NICOTIANA TABACUM
So what shall we do now with her
That broad-leafed gifted allure
That nature shaped so lovingly
Why use, then deem her so impure

She's certainly no poison ivy
To that for sure we are all privy
Furling boldly through air drafts
Nor is she Venus Fly Trap livey

Why reap to smoke her anyway
Is she good for anything, touché
Fodder, insect repellent, healing
She is so much abused now-a-day

Does she have a place in paradise
Where fairy and elf can share a nice
Shade from Eden's sun a-blazing
Why do we not offer to her a reprise
NICOTIANA TABACUM © gillena cox 2017
Blog hopping today with

Midweek Motif ~ Smoking Tobacco

Monday WRites 110

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NUTMEG SPIKED
The colours of the morning are
Bird tweets and sweeping brooms so far
Add a wish for coffee sweetened
With a little ground nutmeg from a glass jar
NUTMEG SPIKED © gillena cox 2017

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The rains are definitly near ❧✿❧ 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 #110, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Enjoy The Music


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Will Link to The Tuesday Platform

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SHE LIVED IN THAT SHOE?
She has bought a shoe store down the street
Kids all grown now, you are in for a treat
One's a baker, one a tailor, and a few, astronauts
She turned The Shoe into a museum, quite a feat

She has lived in meter, aged with rhyme and grace
With wit and humour thus, she kept her place
Outliving princesses of tresses let down in abandon
Bare cupboards are now for viewers, never in haste.
SHE LIVED IN THAT SHOE? © gillena cox 2017

Blog hopping today with

Weekend Mini Challenge:
People and Places
CHALLENGE: By Kim Russell to write about a place through a person or a person through a place