A most embrassing moment,
Why did he accept the challenge?
The band leader shouted,
Blow boy!
He put the horn to his lips and with all his might.
He blew.
The horn is not his instrument.
What he grew up playing, is the pan
© gillena cox
Monday, June 1, 2026
Thursday, May 28, 2026
1410
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They twinkle the night sky,
They twinkle the night sky,Lift wishes heavenly high,
How time has ticked
a heaven round the stars,
Hope is the thing held up high.
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Tuesday, May 26, 2026
1409
Let them smirk
I will write
Let them whisper
I will publish
Let them laugh
I will read to delighted children
Let them rag
I will read my poems to adult fingers snapping
Let them sink low
I will rise, rise, rise
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Monday, May 25, 2026
1408
Down the concrete steps. I would sit in the outside kitchen, in a corner, on a wooden stool. And you standing in front of a hot stove, stirring your pot. You would share your stories of growing up, without a mother, who died early in your life. Leaving you like a mother to your brothers and sisters. But these stories were told in a matter of fact mood. That was how it was. There was neither anger nor regret intoned.
how lucky am i
to be privy to your life -
now you too have left
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Thursday, May 21, 2026
1407
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He said he could play the flute
I thought he was being cute
And what of steelpan
He said of course he can
With his sister playing the lute
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Tuesday, May 19, 2026
1406
Please, Behave!
When he picked her up,
Tossing her above him,
Ovehead held there,
[Marc Chagall, La promenade (The Promenade) (1918), oil on canvas, courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
Her only thought was,
Please please,
Don't let my bloomers show,
My father would never approve
This kind of behaviour,
Please please,
Oh wind oh wind, behave!
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Monday, May 18, 2026
1405
Shane
My pet of high school days,
Would stand by me in so many ways,
He walked me to the bus stop,
And waited my return,
How did he know when i would be home,
Shane - my pet my dog my pal,
What a pal!
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