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how awesome
this magic

of wildflowers

popping in
and out
as they fancy
STORY OF WILDFLOWERS © gillena cox 2018

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MORNING A MYSTERY
This is the mystery of morning
When conscious breath is roused
Witness to whistlers and twitterers
In a frenzy of creation stirring
As Mocking bird and Kiskadee pledge
A song to each heart on knowing
No longer the shadow tones of dreams
Here now is reality for day's keeping
MORNING A MYSTERY © gillena cox 2018

Revisit
24 April 2017
24 April 2016
24 April 2015




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

Poems In April - The Tuesday Platform
Prompted by Sanaa on April 24th

AND

Poems In April - A L' Arora
Prompted by Sanaa on April 8th

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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 .

AND


Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Vision
prompted by Sumana Roy

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[An image from Pinterest]


COFFEE MORNINGS
First light of morning streams in on shards
Of sheer magic
The aroma of coffee not yet brewing
Lures the poet in a semi- somnambulant state
To the kettle
The first whistle of the morning is cajoling
Words dance in wordle rhythm
Never settling like the spoonful of coffee
Which instantly dissolves rising in a steam
Of hot magic
When the air filled with perfumed breezes
Whose elixir mixed in by delft invisible hands
Weave a poem of early morning dew then
Ribbons of syllabic patterns tint the blossoms
Afresh again anew
COFFEE MORNINGS © gillena cox 2017


Blog hopping with
imaginary garden with real toads

Writing Unseen


Revisit
10 August 2016
10 August 2015

Monday WRites 94

SHIFTING HUES
The clouds are tinted, salmon hues,
The coolness of morning, stroking leaves,
Then, the invisible paint brush, washes
Over the clouds, once more;
Now, there are silver white clouds,
And the mocking bird, on the wall,
Hops a dance of, wing flap wing fold;
To complement, the tones of transfers,
And then, the racous call of the grackel,
Be alert, for throughout the day,
Subtle changes are happening;
Then, all vanishes, into the sleep of night,
Where dreams, can be painted,
To colour, yet another day.
SHIFTING HUES © gillena cox 2017

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Morning Sun haiga 2006


MORNING SUN ENSEMBLE[2016]
Clouds take on yellow hue
Hope bright at daybreak true
Burnish underbelly of kiskadee
Winging songs that morning may be
Gentle on hearts of so sorrowing
Bees to nectar bring thy buzzing
Providence map, care divine
Greed mist out, love reassign.
MORNING SUN ENSEMBLE © gillena cox 2016


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Monday WRites 70

MORNING FRESCO
Morning pours herself into another day
Weaving threads golden of sunlight array
Shards of mirrored sky and watery sea
A ripple here, adrift the silence glee

Moon hoping a tad bit more to stay longs
Only from feathered fancies such songs
Designed to twitter in much lively accord
What harmonies this dawning should award
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MORNING
Canopy of morning, the stars rest now
In a cloud tinted pink, the marquee states morning
Feathered heralds from every bough,
Have a say in democratic parlance, to shape the day
Courage paints the sun rays radiant, the stars rest now
Once i stood, handbag shouldered, with lunch brown bagged
To the echo of honking horns streaming somehow
Issues of bread and butter salt, garlic and theater
Back then everyone was going through the door to allow
Empty houses to sleep, dream, and wait the din of returning
Morning, i while away in poesy, as the stars rest now
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