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Fo'day Morning Expletives
Anger finds itself impaled upon a
spike like capon thus designed to naught
Obscenities reward excessive way
Locked in cursive verbal longings sought
Tis wee hours of morning arriving
Dawn to yawning loud stories be told
Tired stars see all as useless striving
Shadows carry restless drunks so bold
© gillena cox 2024
NOTE: Fo'day Morning; a Trini idiom, is that time between dawn and morning light
One Uni Verse
The mighty sun worships Dry Season;
And at its height is the Carnival;
That time of year, that season that sphere,
When music is king, queen and clown.
So the masqueraders spend elaborate sums
On hair, nails, foot gear, sequins;
Colour is curator;
All the razzle and dazzle to overwhelm in the streets,
To tantalize, to dazzle, to mesmerize;
And the spectators, no costume needed;
What do they do?
They dance like the music says to,
Like the masqueraders do,
And for two days the streets are
One uni verse of the dance.
© gillena cox
2024
Breath: a haibun
Morning silvery sky: the coolness caresses my cheek.There is a shiver amoung the banana fronds, the response of a gentle breeze.
Arms stretched wide, i inhale, hold, exhale, again and again. This fitting exercise of breath is like giving thanks for the morning; new crisp and fragile.
on the neighbour's roof -
there a kiskadee is perched in
silence for a while
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PAPA BOIS: A PREQUEL
He was a boy,
just a little trini boy
Like any other boy
Pitching marble
Hoarding marble
Swapping marble
Till one day
Oh what a day
A memorable day
He wandered into the forest
The thick dense forest
Spirit and tree filled forest
He was never seen again
No one heard his voice again
His friends looked for him again and again
Till years [after]
Friends who became hunters [after]
Sometimes swore they saw [after]
A familiar face flash by
A face aged now, but with horns
A face older than the hills.
© gillena cox 2024
[Papa Bois image from google]
##Papa Bois, a French patois word for "father wood" or "father of the forest" is a popular fictional character in Trinidad and Tobago folklore
He is the protector of the plants and the animals in the forests. He is half animal and half human. The lower half of his body is of a goat and the upper part of his body (his head, chest, and arms) is like a man's except that he has two horns coming out of his forehead.
Sorting Out The Sky
A pinch of morning,
Now with dawn setting,
Sliver of silver,
Radiance giver.
Oh sky! what summons you
To tease at us so?
Feathered harbingers,
Noisy bringers,
Of new occurences;
Are sure to find references,
In measure of man's mind,
Who isn't always kind.
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