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“An early moon is just a piece of change in the softening sky. “
is the prompt line given from
James Masao Mitsui, “Spring Poem for the Sake of Breathing, Written After a Walk to Foster Island”
AN EARLY MOON
Sometimes it is clear, exercising in the mornings, is sheer punishment. So she relents; tucking herself under her blanket for at least a half an hour more. Aging she muses is no sin.
The birds know their songs, the dew when to fall and the worms their wiggle. All of the above will happen even though she is not yet awake.
Oh but the moon, she will miss this lingering beauty in the silent drama of colours and palettes from above, weaving their silvery pinks and greys to azure. She had always thought " An early moon is just a piece of change in the softening sky"
AN EARLY MOON © gillena cox 2023
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Make time for Him your one true friend
He'll see you today and through to the end
Every care every concern big or small
He'll listen and solve problems all
You'll go to Him in thanksgiving
He'll send you back rejoicing
Nothing to Him is meaningless
Every burden he can heal and bless
Oh what a friend to rely on
What a friend to lean upon
That Calvary man that son of God
He'll bear your burdens one and all
© gillena cox 2022. First posted HERE
THIS SIDE OF TUESDAY
See how she kiskadees
In conversation with him.
Why can't she just say I,
Like everyone else.
There she goes again,
See how she kiskadees:
Mother will make it dear,
Leave the ingredients here.
So she bakes them cookies,
Her little cricket team will be happy;
See how she kiskadees,
Mumbling praises to herself.
"Ms Baker," she whispers,
These chocolate chips,
Are surely the best, this side of Tuesday.
See how she kiskadees?
© gillena cox 2023
#Note: The kiskadee is a bird which sings out its name: kis ka dee, kis ka dee.
I am using kiskadeeing as a verb to mean using one's name instead of saying I. How this works.
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Quadrille: pass the pepper please
HOT LIKE HELL
Someone picked peppers by peck.
So i read a long time ago.
That's quite a mouth full of peppers to speak.
I wonder,
Were there any scorpion peppers in that peck.
Here in Trinidad and Tobago, it is those brave, who would taste it.
© gillena cox 2023
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HIDING IN THE HEAT
Best stay indoors with whirring fan;
Siestas at anytime take.
These sweat-soaked days dazzle the mind,
But butterflies still loop along.
Brillance of sunrays on glass
Best stay indoors with whirring fan.
Buses, houses, cars, shop windows;
Everywhere a sparkle of light;
Watermelons at the sellers;
Can lure us out into the street.
Best stay indoors, with whirring fan,
After you've made a purchase.
There are words a-whirling around
In the mind, with caution gather
A few at a time, to poem
with. Best stay indoors, whirring fan.
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Then One Day - a quadrille
Pressed petals distort the glamour
of courting years,
When words were fresh and unfurled with such ease,
The ghosting of love poems,
Matched his vanishing.
She wasted years, wasting away;
Until one sunny day,
Shielding her eyes from the sun,
She ventured out resolute.
Then One Day - a quadrille © gillena cox 2023
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