Thursday, April 21, 2022

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image from the internet cropped and filters added


Served in style

All the while,

The sips at lips,

Won't go to your hips.


Cubes? one , two?

Night owls cry who who.


Gold rimmed,

And fancy handled,

Lay your cup!

Into a saucer.

© gillena cox 2022


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Monday, April 18, 2022

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'EGGSACTLY': I used photos from the internet for my mosaic today 


 

CHALKY QUIRKY
Feeling a bit quirky
I set up my walkie chalkie
To bid good day to a friend

A good Easter person

He can heal the lame to walk
If only he didnt have to draw with chalk
The ladder to climb up to heaven
CHALKY QUIRKY © gillena cox 2022

Welcome to Monday WRites # 345
Happy Easter. tis the season of joy in renewal
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). 

A Blessed Season of Easter to all

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Thursday, April 14, 2022

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Striking Chords a Fold poem was first posted here at VERSES April 14th 2021


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Tuesday, April 12, 2022

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“Freedom” – This artwork was made due to the hope, that we have the light at the end and the name of this light – is the Victory. That we will survive and rebuild our country...artwork of “Vika Muse” of Ukraine.


LIGHT OF PEACE

Follow this path of sultry butterfly,

Facing the light winding through dark.

Focus on the tiny ray, this is no lie.

See a future by hope and prayer.

Dispersed pieces of sultry butterfly,

Fit them into wholesome whole.

Bread, hugs, a smile as you pass by;

Though your heart's  a-splintered.

Inhale faith, victory raise up high,

Claim that heart to rebuild after,

Fitted peace to path of sultry butterfly.

LIGHT OF PEACE © gillena cox 


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Monday, April 11, 2022

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Hosanna: I used photos from the internet for my mosaic today 

Advent of Easter, the rituals of fasting, abstinence and more consious acts of charity, draw those faithful,  into another season of repentance and renewal.

Here in Trinidad and Tobago, the whether aggravates thirsty throats; is torrid, dry, likely to bush fires and Sahara Dust.

And yet in the mountains, savannahs, parks, the poui burst forth with its incandence of blooming, pinks and yellows, that no one can deny.

Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow, here we gaze  struck in awe again and again in poui infloresence.

© gillena cox 2022

Welcome to Monday WRites # 344
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). 

A Blessed Holy Week to all

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Thursday, April 7, 2022

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AUBADE IN ORANGE STREAKS

Dawn sneaks in like trousers 

Of a lover pulled up in dim light

Leaving the blanketed night

Still asleep in dream of a tryst


She stirs slightly with a smile

Orange bliss hints to memory 

Echoing still in slippery 

Wane of cresent moon's naughty


Glow trussed between dark 

Of cloudy semblance waiting

Chords of white egrets croaking

A hankering to remain in secreting

AUBADE IN ORANGE STREAKS © gillena cox 2022


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Tuesday, April 5, 2022

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image first published HERE

The Wild Grasses
The wild grasses lean with the wind
Their pas de deux a rhythm of the mind
That synchronizes the ocean  breezes
Through seasons and transgresses
The limitations of mere mortals
The souls of passages and portals
Those pilgrims who must journey but

The wild grasses surrender and cut
Through the paces of the melody
That alludes to an inherent parody
The conscious human thinker craves
To imitate in desiring so he behaves
Though others of his kind call him crazy
The complete or adorable looney

Those wild grasses are caution free
The wild grasses grow then they rest
Their dance with the wind is the test
To grow again without question
The best or worst of a next generation
They ponder not of today or tomorrow
The coming of joy or of sorrow
page 13 Pink Crush © gillena cox 2011
published by authorhouse 


Now that my muse has kicked in; this post edited,  poem 2 added, Wednesday April 6th.

EAT
Eat greedily of children's tears
Eat wearily of soldier's boots
Eat heartily of sunflower's strewn
Eat of the mud of covetness

Eat and be nutured by today's pain
Eat, pray for forgiveness of corpses strewn

Eat now of divinity of love
Eat for the nourishment of earth's healing

Eat your fill of bird song
Eat the fruit of joy in a new day
Eat your fill of cotton candy cloud
Eat of hope in tomorrow
© gillena cox 2022


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