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REVOLUTION: a quadrille

Blue planet earth in her revolutions around god source sun chants her incantations. 

Here's to darkness here's to light coldness and warmth Its power and might

 She moves her hips, 

Puckering her lips, 

 seduction of intense worth. 

Round and round are nights and days 

REVOLUTION: a quadrille © gillena cox 2023 

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POUI YELLOWNESS

Sun shines its contentment

Yellow poui trees bloom resplendent

Dotting the mountains

Enlivening Savannahs

Easter bursts in yellow splendor

As trees awaken to surrender

The torture of hot dry days

Witness every reason to amaze

© gillena cox 2023

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Everything yellow

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Wishing all a Happy Season of Easter

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Given the line The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart.  to use in a prose not more than 144 words

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THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT

The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. I always wanted to hear those enduring words spoken softly like the twilight. 

And here were we; candlelight and wine. And we eye to eye, misting up the moment.

This is when the words whirrled  around in my head. He was swirling his wine, sniffing it before he drank I held my glass, watching him.

THE VERY RIGHT MOMENT#flash fiction

© gillena cox 2023

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Verses 1& 2 side by side

Life's Like That: a contrapuntal poem

Verses 1 and 2

She scoops dirt around the broken sprig. 

That should fix it.

Why did she ever think it would survive?

She whispered: you have to be tough little one.

The night wind was too severe

 And so he had to call to break the date.

Her hopes would be shattered;

When he cancelled, he knew.

© gillena cox 2023

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Blessed Holy Thursday to all

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 Sips Not Gulps

The birds and the dogs;

Songs and barkings,

Do they know the measure of 

Sun rays blazing like unsheathed swords?

Now depression sings her loudest tune.

On some hot days.

When lethargy seeps into bones;

Like a drizzle gobbled up on the scorching pavement.

The atmosphere weighs heavy on

Thinking, capacity and capability.

Squashing reason, goals, and drive; like thin pastry mix.

Some days are good.

 I can handle it.

Some days i'm in a pickle,  in a  fix.

Sip of water; not gulps, sips.

© gillena cox 2023

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I wish upon a star,

My angels travel far.

I hear the moon is beautiful;

And sometimes wish i could,

See a closer view,

As only a zoom lens knew,

The beauty of sky land.

I wish upon a star,

My angels travel far.

© gillena cox 2023

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FEVERFEW

A butterfly flits from yellow center to yellow center.

 Slurping in the joy of nectar hidden from unassuming faces;

While the grackle  hop skips pecking in the grass.

This grass need to be mowed.

When the mowing is done;

The butterflies will scallop along without stopping,

The feverfew flowers are no more.

Some call them wild dasies.

Enough rain, and they will for sure,

Popup again.

© gillena cox 2023

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