Thursday, February 10, 2022

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[Untitled (Landscape with Butterflies), c.1956by Dali at Wikipaintings]

 

WE THREE MAY BE SHADOWS

When i take out the garbage in the night

My shadow and i become three pass by

Then three again  in a returning sight

Why are we three you may ask of me why


Tis because of two night lights  beamed next door 

My two shadows and me play at dramas

It's time for my bath when i've done this chore

I snuggle into comfy pajamas


Where are those shadows they've both run away

When did they run off can you tell me when

Is it because i didn't asked them to stay

They are going to make me lose my zen


Morning sun comes and nighttime moon follows

Chores to be done within all these hours

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Tuesday, February 8, 2022

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 The sun that sparked so hot so bright is like

A silver penny never worth the fight 

For what of clouds holding  a storm alike 

Can heaven prevent a wayward glance now 

Each day dazzles so hot so bright is like 

Inferno walking the streets scant and bare 

Timid ones are hidden away unlike 

Brash revelers of heat and scorching sun 

Is this a good time to go on a hike 

If an arm can hide under cotton sleeve 

Then sun can dance so hot so bright is like 

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Monday, February 7, 2022

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Welcome to Monday WRites # 335
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 
Hello February.

A DAMEL'S LACE
Salty waves nibble at toes
Of life the ebbs and the flows

Cautious footsteps climbing rocks
Adventures bask in frilly frocks

Hearts abide through clouds shape
Fish refuse to take puny bait 

However dark of tunnel space 
Be there shone flicker for a damsel's lace
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Thursday, February 3, 2022

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At the library near me, the Valentine's Day reading incentive is 'A Blind Date With A Book' There are books wrapped, with a few words printed on the package to allow for ease in  choosing.  The above photo shows my choice.  When i opened my package, the book i got is  'All Up In My Business' a novel by Lutishia Lovely. So there you have it, my February reading. Borrowers are also allowed the gift of an event  book mark.
a book to enjoy 
with clear skies on a warm day -
a page slowly turned
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Monday, January 31, 2022

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Welcome to Monday WRites # 334
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 
Goodbye dear January.

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A Winter Vacation Remembered

She calls me out; my sister,  to "see something." Not knowing what, i comply. The door is slightly opened enough for a cold draft to swing its way in. 

The scene before me is a snow globe. No,  not a snow globe; but all the little snow globes in the world, gathered together to perform a whirling dance.

Wow! What a sight. Awesome is the correct and very apt word for this first time spectacle to a warm blooded woman, from a hot sunny Caribbean island. 

The only whiriligig i know is leaves dancing in a burst of enthusiastic breezes. Leaves of all shapes colours both green yellow and brown. And its not an autumn scene. Its an ordinary Caribbean Dry season happening. 

So there i am with Ohhs eluding my throat escaping my lips. My eyes opened wide in wonder.

first time seeing snow -
a handful of flakes caught
a surreal feeling
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Today's mosaic 'From My Cherry Tree'

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Thursday, January 27, 2022

884

 

MAKE SOME MUSIC

I suppose on a sunny day

Buds glance a ray

Skies of azure

There be colour


However bright the pencil point

Words can anoint

A story told

In format bold


So wander not to far afield

Keep both eyes peeled

Voice those sad songs

To eager throngs

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Tuesday, January 25, 2022

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[image from pixabay]

WHOLENESS

All the people i have met

In a lifespan designed

They have shifted sand

Beneath the toes of evenings


Relationships ebb leaving

Longing sighs and tender looks

Angry suns burnish cool skin

To an already cinnamon glow


In truth each day is a universe

In which we are tangled in the light 

Of stars only wanting to be 

The natural twinklers we are

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