REVISIT
01 November 2017
01 November 2016
The bewitching night is over"
Zinnia image from google dot com
WHORL OF ZINNIA PETALS - A Fold Poem
The zinnias were single whorled
They were pretty pinks and bright
Back in the day when i was a child
How i loved too the orange bursts.
Our zinnias were single whorled
The Barbados Pride and the Vandas
The variety of colour always heeded
Reds, purples, and sunny yellows
A bouquet in which i ever reveled
Days of pulling out weeds by hand
My zinnias were single whorled
WHORL OF ZINNIA PETALS © gillena cox 2021
DUODORA - SOME TRUTH
Humbly humbly
Bow creativity
Curtains rise and fall
Drama takes mid stage
Lies are not fiction
Creativity needs loud applauding
Off with your heads spirits of the untruth
Humbly humbly
Those grinning skeletons
Sorry excuses
Imperfect species
Oh for Suzi's sake!
Take responsibility right the wrongs
Forsooth just sweeten the pot with some truth
© gillena cox 2021
Today's mosaic a photo and water colour painting. Sky Over The Falls
Then Came The Pandemic Locknut
Humans hiding why should we care?
Something's amiss way over there
In lockdown ?
All of the doors shut and bolted?
And the window views assorted?
A lockbox!
Is that how the blue planet is?
Measuring distances gee whiz!
Sure lockout!
They are dealing with health issues?
Is there a shortage of tissues?
A locksmith?
Why would they be in need of him
When scientist have made vaccines?
Their lockset.
© gillena cox 2021