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Like A Hurricane by Capicotto from google

ALL HUMANS

Just after the dust, facing masked countenance,
The dance between heaven and hell.
Borders of bombs, and children
With faces stained of estrangement,
Bereft of the beauty of sunflowers,
Bold before evening's coming.

Isn"t this enough?
Enough is enough!
The lament of sinners only provoke
The howling winds of more distraught days
With roof and tree strewn streets.

Bring all humans: cowering , saintly, or brave
Morph them into superheroes for future days.
ALL HUMANS © gillena cox 2022

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Poetics: Allen Ginsberg and the Beat Generation

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#Trinidad and Tobago #Sweet 100 FM radio #Listening

#You can listen too 

Link to Sweetest 100 Days of Christmas in T&T 

HERE 

HAPPY SEASON

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Today's mosaic: How Does My Garden Grow

 A JIGZONE PUZZLE TO SOLVE ONLINE - 6 pieces

 

Welcome to Monday WRites # 365

OCTOBER is HERE

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). 

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❧✿❧OF COURSE AND TEAOff the beaten track best suited her.Weary of wheels of toiling day,Here is where she wished to stay.Like a bookmark spliced in were, The pages of  comfort  she now sought.Surely this umbrella of words ,Was her best shelter.And tea.© gillena cox 2022❧✿❧

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITHQuadrille #161: Staying on Track

Mosaic Monday #192: Summer Farewell

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[Out of the Darkness: Fire Painting by Esther Griffith from google]

So the evil Which enters the office and hands her an 

apple. 

(We all know the story about which  half is edible and which is not). 

She, being 

(Trini to the bone liked mangoes and pomeracs).

So, she refuses the apple.

A few days later, she, the evil Which, does not show up for work.

As the rumour goes 

(It good fuh she! why she had to go and thief de office petty cash)

The evil Which is gone!!!

© gillena cox 2022

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Poetics: The good and the evil

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Today's mosaic #Trinidadand Tobago #listening #Sweet100 FM radio

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Welcome to Monday WRites # 364

September is waving goodbye

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). 

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❧✿❧A September HaibunSeptember extends the celebration of August 31st here in Trinidad and Tobago.  The Independence anniversary celebrations carry look backs to colonial days,  for a people's history is important to understanding and maturity. As well there is always assessment of where we are now as a nation.
 The fireworks ( back after pandemic lockdowns), the cultural pageants, the wearing of national colours, carry forward into Republic Day 24th September celebration; that's when we got our personal head of state , The president.
Then there is September 23rd,  the start of a now totally immersed cultural happening of 100 Days of Christmas begun, and still hosted by our own Sweet 100 FM radio station.
red white and black -plastic buntings waitfor gentle breezes© gillena cox 2022
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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITHHaibun Monday: September Song

Mosaic Monday #191: Summer Highlights

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peace September

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[Michael Alfano sculpture found in a google search]

 Striving: a Cote poem

Affirm

Today as beautiful as birdsong

Listen

Hearts too speak words forlorn

Dance

For earth's  rhythms  do prolong

Be 

A breath ever willing to sing a song

Striving © gillena cox 2022

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MTB: Two by Two

The Cote – a poem of uneven couplets attributed to John Schroeder. L1 being a single imperative verb, L2 is a glossing or expansion of L1. Rhyme and meter is of your own choosing.

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[image courtedy dVerse]

 TRYST: A Fold poem
What shall i cook for you my dear?

Paprika sonnet red as eventide?

Russet as a sky in setting gear,

Warm as a kiss on a cooling breeze?

Somber lemongrass for you my dear.

How shall we sup this night then?

On holy vanilla cuddles? where

Coriander and cinnamon dilly dally,

Between verse and rhyme? fear

Not the passion of a ginger sweet tryst.

With dill and thyme i woo you my dear.

 TRYST © gillena cox 2022

NOTE: How to construct The Fold Poem HERE and HERE

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Poetics: Spicing it Up

I used from, list of spices and related words: Cinnamon Coriander Ginger Lemongrass  Paprika Vanilla Thyme Dill

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 QUADRILLE - PUNCH

We punched holes into each sheet of midnight

So stars with their pointed light

Could illuminate nightmares

Never letting the void of curious stares

Intimidate our wanderings 

For what are we if not writings

On the wall of mention 

Some poem sought as  intention

Writings On The Wall © gillena cox 2022

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Today's mosaic 'Venturing out after restrictions'...my daughter and I attended the Sunday matinee yesterday of 50th anniversary of The Repertory Theatre.

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 The knock-out punch is always the one you never see coming--Aimee Mann

Welcome to Monday WRites # 363

Wishing all a happy September 

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). 

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH Quadrille #160: Poems that Pack a Punch

Mosaic Monday #190: Drone, et al.

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