Monday, October 13, 2025

1324

[imave courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

not even your colours can cheer me.


they invite me to your exhibition

but what will I do there.


without my hands upon

your summer face, i am a ship  

lost in tempest winds

© gillena cox 2025



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 We had to use these lines:
What will I do there
without my hands upon
your summer face?”
In response to today''s prompt - i wrote A  cherita


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Thursday, October 9, 2025

1323

Memory is the happiness of being alone. ― Lois Lowry, Anastasia Krupnick
[image from google]

I Do Miss - Fold
The smell of freshly baked bread,
Still haunts me in a pleasant way,
And the comic books i read,
And swapped, those were fun,
I miss, smell of freshly baked bread
I think the most, from my growing up,
All these reveries carried in my head 
They keep me busy enough
I luv my aloneness but instead
Sometimes folks question my aloneness
Yes i do miss, smell of freshly baked bread
© gillena cox 2025


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Tuesday, October 7, 2025

1322


in Cocorite and WestMoorings. Trinidad

[image from google]



MAKING MYTHS [10] LET GO
Anxious. For night, 
Angry is its might
October demons capture Wind
Twisting her so
She pull away
And in so doing
Oops! roofs are ripped away

Let go you demons
Let go of Wind
That she may finds butterflies
To scallop and sway

Oh but jealous of
Tonight's supermoon
The October demons
Make faces at the sun
Torturing Wind to daytime havoc
© gillena cox 2025

[EDITED FOR CORRECTION THIS IS MAKING MYTHS 10}



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Monday, October 6, 2025

1321

[image courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

Quadrille - Boo

 What a bootiful day,

The October moon must say,

She's larger than life,

And booting hidden stars of strife.


Since she's so big and bootiful,

There are books a plentiful,

To read as bedtime boosters,

So sleeptime will not be at all boorish.

© gillena cox 2025


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Thursday, October 2, 2025

1320

[AI generated using Bing]

Goddess - A Fold

I am goddess; if you agree,

How would your adoration then

Befit that i-creature in me?

Would you send supplication?

To this goddess, if you agree.

Heaven is her abode and destination.

Do you understand what you see?

Power and mercy are her instructions,

But only, if you realize the i in me,

Ponder this! smile but never smirk,

At this goddess she, if you agree.

© gillena cox 2025

 

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Tuesday, September 30, 2025

1319

[this photo first posted HERE]

The ocean's song

In island crossings, we dare to listen

To the ripples of the vast ocean,

To the engine's roar across its surface,

To the rocks we engrave with our stares in passing.


Nothing from the distant mountains

Can tell us, not to journey bright;

But from the splash of a baby turtle,

Will the pattern of watery entertainment sing.


Our lifejackets securely donned,

We stare into the vastness of 

An ocean, a picture, a song of trust,

Ah! the wind will silently caress our cheek,

If we open windows to the view of her songs.


From jettied shore to rocky shore,

The songs of adventure in careful prattle,

Fill the pirogue of curious care,

From here we left by watery way,

Now we safely get there.

© gillena cox 2025


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Monday, September 29, 2025

1318

Response

A warm Caribbean morning progresses, with clear sky and pigeons in flock, out in the street. Here we have no Season of Autumn. Clouds are forming and patterning in creative shapes, left to the mind of onlookers to interpret. There will always be the storybook mind delighting with their imaginings. The rain drizzles and ceases. No one hears the breeze; still, a plumeria responds.

on the grey paved walk

a white flower has fallen -

its center yellow  

© gillena cox 2025

 

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