Monday, May 17, 2021

Monday WRites 298

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Orange Bougainvillea puzzle on TheJigsawPuzzles.com

Today's Mosaic 'Orange Bougainvillea On My Walk (from my archives)

We are in still in our 3rd lockdown  and we are now in A State of Emergency here in Trinidad and Tobago 🇹🇹

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). 

Welcome to Monday WRites #298: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
#131: Wrapping up the Epic Road Trip

AND


Quadrille Monday:
What’s in a word? 
The prompt word today is the homograph 'wound' 


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 Wound, tight as a bobbin of sewing thread, 
She was now that path angels feared to tread 

One of those days, when mothers spurned, 
Into monsters turned  

Cooking, washing, cleaning, 
To top it of, the boy gets in a fight
Bringing home his wound. 
Bringing Home © gillena cox 2021

image from google

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Wednesday, May 12, 2021

802

Run! run inside, fast fast
Stay there, yes! stay indoors
Don't come out! wash your hands, sanitize too
Don't ask - but why. It's the
New normal boogeyman
He is real; real as can be, we are being hunted.
New Normal Boogeyman © gillena cox 2021



Weekly Scribblings #69: Of the Hunt


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Monday, May 10, 2021

Monday WRites 297

Click on the image to play the puzzle online, 20 pieces
GREEN BANANAS puzzle on TheJigsawPuzzles.com 
  
 
Mosaic: Flowers at The Table.
Green Bananas. Here in T&T we say  Green Figs. We cook them
The pretty flowers are from The Crown of Thorns

 


We are in still in our 3rd lockdown from here in Trinidad and Tobago. 

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). 

Welcome to Monday WRites #297: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
#130: Keeping Her Memory Alive

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Prosery:
Here’s the thing about existing
Challenge: to use the words 
"Only mouths are we. Who sings the distant heart which safely exists in the center of all things"

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We are wearing the mask, in those places where the virus poses a threat to our humanity. Our voices may sound muffled at first, however our ears learn again to listen, more attentively.

So now we hear every word fresh and new, clear and sounded.

 Listen we must; to cautions of distancing, sanitizing, hand washing, isolating. The word 'we' holds deeper meaning: within distance of oceans and horizons, no longer constraining boundaries as of before.

The consciousness of a higher power appeals to  us all

In this now then, only mouths are we. Who sings the distant heart which safely exists in the center of all things
TO A HIGHER POWER © gillena cox 2021





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Wednesday, May 5, 2021

800

This stitchaiga first published at my blog Lunch Break

THIS PLACE
Who would have thought this place could
be so now; without hug-up, and shoulder slaps
or people laughing: hard hard, loud loud
and the streets bare, like a bald headed man
Who would have thought this place could
exist in the annuals of our history, so soon
No tabla, no tassa no steelpan would
dare to enliven a crowded street, because
we court death, for corona virus strains, could
wipeout any dancing street of Trinidad and Tobago
to a page subtitled long time this place could.
© gillena cox 2021


Weekly Scribblings #68: Where Are You Placed?

Monday, May 3, 2021

Monday WRites 296

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Umbrella puzzle on TheJigsawPuzzles.com

Today's mosaic - One Umbrella
We are in another lockdown from last Thursday nigh, here in Trinidad and Tobago. We got to got our act together, we are a social kind of people but this is Ccovid 19. We have to continue to keep the distance protocol. It is for our own good.

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). 

Welcome to Monday WRites #296: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
#129: Under the Weather

AND


Quadrille #127:
Planting Seeds

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PLANTED SEEDS - A QUATRAIN
It takes just  tiny bits of caution,
 Trowelled into soil of  sensible worth,
Watered with those wise right protocols
 To cultivate in  long term, populations,
Happy again, to move about,
 To gather, to smile, to hug.
Standing side by side,
Under blossoming good health 
© gillena cox 2021



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Monday, April 26, 2021

Monday WRites 295

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Dried Banana Leaf puzzle on TheJigsawPuzzles.com


 

.Mosaic 1 and 2 are photos taken this morning while exercising in my back yard

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). 

Welcome to Monday WRites #295: A Happy Monday to all. Be Safe.

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
#128: Montana Spring

AND


Haibun Monday 4-26-21:
The Present Moment

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Another pandemic daybreak. Through the opened door, coolness of a sunrising morning in flushed pink tinged sky. Perfect temperature for back yard exercising. The heaviness of nights cover fading in a distant bird call to morning light. Stillness of the banana fronds obvious in the early halflight. One pigeon without its coo swoops in to perch on the electric wire, sitting there just watching.

a lingering dawn -
stretching to the wakeup call
of diligent birds
© gillena cox 2021


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Wednesday, April 21, 2021

797

Yellow Art first posted at Lunch Break
April and the colour yellow sings her loudest
Poui beckon with their come hither blossoms 
Easter breezes for surely smile the heartiest 
Big hats; wide and mad, and gaudily displayed
Trumpets the name April, yellow sings her loudest 
Baby chicks fluffy and cute so tenderly chirp 
Into hearts of those admiring children fastest 
And the sweet faces of bunnies, ears twitching 
Tails bobbed to pompom style, the fanciest 
Will nibble at your finger if you try to feed them 
Tis the month of April, yellow sings her loudest.
AN APRIL FOLD © gillena cox 2021

How to construct The Fold Poem HERE
and HERE