Monday WRites 279

Monday WRites 188

FOLD - BIRD FLOWN
The old year, and now a bird flown
Out from the old Cherry tree.
Serious seeds of resolutions sown,
Usher in the New Year to its purpose.
Christmas gone, and now a bird flown,
All is the hope of bright prosperity.
With the well wishes, our egos blown
In taste of fruit and savour of life.
Review in journey, how have i grown?
A handful of blessing multiply surely;
For the old year, and now a bird flown.
FOLD BIRD FLOWN © gillena cox 2019

Copy this code, pin my button to your blog
<br /> <a href="http://myblog-verses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdj6SWRyNup04Tu-DHdHku-eZ46dPvdR1behyQDeWRkQXoqB8Pr9TDH7LXreco7jHeqxnDlOzlpnWCxnnIcZ6yu9Mtgpe4qv8trNe-9jfOesQgdvblbagwRByQNI0sgZ26mwN4lVUk_NeL/s200/mw.jpeg" alt="verses" /></a><br />

❧✿❧
Happy New Year
❧✿❧
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 #188, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites.



Blog Hopping today with

Mosaic Monday #9
December Delights


AND


Ruby Tuesday Too
Fairy Duster


REVISIT
7 January 2017
7 January 2015

Monday WRites 92

[image from google dot com]

HANGOVERS
Settling to new year is serious business
Again with those calendars, tsk tsk
Birthdays forgotten in the last year, revisit
Careful to pencil in, stars added
Time and timing is serious business
Wisps of mornings in hues pastel
Mirror year's beginning in dawn's stillness
Reflections are ribboned in oranges and gold
Like sun, dipping into pool of night's richness
What's not boxed away, like last year's Christmas
Perchance to be resolved, is serious business
HANGOVERS © gillena cox 2017

Copy this code, pin my button to your blog
<br /> <a href="http://myblog-verses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdj6SWRyNup04Tu-DHdHku-eZ46dPvdR1behyQDeWRkQXoqB8Pr9TDH7LXreco7jHeqxnDlOzlpnWCxnnIcZ6yu9Mtgpe4qv8trNe-9jfOesQgdvblbagwRByQNI0sgZ26mwN4lVUk_NeL/s200/mw.jpeg" alt="verses" /></a><br />
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 #92, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



Will Link to

The Tuesday Platform
Its open mic on Tuesdays



❧✿❧

Monday WRites 91

[image from google dot com]

A JANUARY NOTE
Paper calendars, of pictures pretty,
Pinned to spaces, on the walls,
Be they wooden or be they walled;

Unblemished fruit and vegetables,
Sunsets and sunrises in radiant hue,
Quotes of inspiration, quaint and wise

Shape of moon, and festivals tide
Adding decor to count of days
A JANUARY NOTE © gillena cox 2017

Copy this code, pin my button to your blog
<br /> <a href="http://myblog-verses.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdj6SWRyNup04Tu-DHdHku-eZ46dPvdR1behyQDeWRkQXoqB8Pr9TDH7LXreco7jHeqxnDlOzlpnWCxnnIcZ6yu9Mtgpe4qv8trNe-9jfOesQgdvblbagwRByQNI0sgZ26mwN4lVUk_NeL/s200/mw.jpeg" alt="verses" /></a><br />
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 #91, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



Will Link to

The Tuesday Platform


[image from google dot com]

❧✿❧

Monday WRites 42

HAPPY NEW YEAR
Stop, count to four, for the corners of roundness
Pulling strands of a past, ebbed away in sparks
Shapes our globe to a calendar, rife with newness
Adventure, the toy of daring, store bought, sits
Steady now, sit still, for the corners of roundness
Fuzzy in parts, mists a den of caged breaths
Here hope and joy play dice to the tune of likeness
Like when no one knows where wheat field grow
Sing hearts sing, to guitar strings, plucked happiness
All things created of dirt, and water, to ripple light
A word spoken in echoes, for the corners of roundness
HAPPY NEW YEAR © gillena cox 2016




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 #42, ❧✿❧HAPPY NEW YEAR 2016❧✿❧❧✿❧ whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



Will link to
The Tuesday Platform open mic

Bits Of Inspiration ~ Happy New Year

image from public domain

"Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier." Alfred Lord Tennyson


☆´,•*´¨★


I heard the wind this morning
A loud whoooooshing
The kind that causes breath to pause
From whence soul humbly withdraws
To divinity

Then it petered and dissolved there
In the calm of unseen atmosphere
Today is yesterday's tomorrow
It's like that the unseen day - Tomorrow
I broke into a hum

Those comforting songs you sing, enfold
When hope whispers at the threshold
Of a moment
[gillena cox]

★¸.✶* ☆

written for the challenge at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads - today, to choose from given quotes addressing a new year. using as few as one or bits of all of them as jumping boards for inspiration... Writing about the new year in resolutions, non resolutions, hopes, dreams, plans, or merely the acknowledgement the calender has turned over into a new year.

And also sharing at
Poetry Pantry 233