Monday, August 23, 2021

Monday WRites 312

Red Ixora
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Mosaic Monday # 144: Stonehenge Montana Style 

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Quadrille #134: We {heart} poems


Heartily i will laugh at tomorrow 
Sweetheart here is my treasure 

For tomorrow reoccurs 
Like a nose growing longer 

When will i see you dear heart
Tomorrow and a day 

Wistfully and heartfully i give 
My words to you 

A poem penned  just for you 
MY TREASURE © gillena cox 2021

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Monday, August 16, 2021

Monday WRites 311

 From my 2015 Archives Blue Plumbagos

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Mosaic Monday # 143: Up Up And Away 

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Prosey - Clouds

PROVIDENCE
Who am i to question morning sunlight creeping in on a silvery wand of another day's dawning?

And what am i doing dousing the dew on the wildflowers with wet awestruck gasps?

Later, as the azure angels wring out
their weather won raindrops, to tee shirts waving in slight breezes from wooden clothes pin clips

I sigh, waiting for rainbow colors to arc across and i make a wish for today's providence to bless us all.
But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter against the blue cloth of the sky, i muse.
PROVIDENCE© gillena cox 2021


REVIST
cloud power
morning clouds
clouds below me

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Monday, August 9, 2021

Monday WRites 310

 Cherries Ripening


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Mosaic Monday #142:A Slice of Paradise  

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Monday Quadrille - Stand

STAND : A Quadrille
Perfect handstands are expected
Of you doyennes advanced enough
At yoga class

Blue skies morph into monsters
Noisy and charcoal 
On  stormy days    

Who wants to go to a hell
If there's a heaven sublime
Waiting and rewarding   

Kindness 
always stands 
on tired legs


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Monday, August 2, 2021

Monday WRites 309

Today's Mosaic: A Look Back To July As We Move Forward In August
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Since 1985, in Trinidad and Tobago, August 1st has been observed as Emancipation Day: a public holiday to celebrate  the abolishment of slavery
     

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Mosaic Monday #141: Short and Sweet

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August in T&T, begins with celebration of freedom; freedom from the chains of chattel awareness, freedom to claim the dignity and status of all mankind - human.
With drum songs and dancing feet, flambeau and Canboulay flames lighting the paths of future days.
A public festival of pre Covid19 eras halts today to the tune of Lockdown season and curfew hours. The feasting and festivity is tamed to family stay home  numbers.

a bee gathers
breakfast from the ixora 
yellow as sunshine

Days progress to weeks of August. Heads cool to swell with pride of  nationhood; as Trinidad and Tobago ends August on the note of Happy Independence. 

night sky 
 booms  with of colours
fireworks



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Monday, July 26, 2021

Monday WRites 308


We are at The Olympics: Go Team TTO

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Mosaic Monday: #140: Lost for Words

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REFLECTION
She stops to drink, 
Her animal tongue  lapping the sweetness
Of  clear running water, 
Thirsty after a lively tryst with her sibling cubs,

She knows nothing of reflection, 

Sated, she stops,  
peering into the likeness, 
Stream of consciousness 
weaves a tale of a sibling.
© gillena cox 2021


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Thursday, July 22, 2021

823

Hope 1886  a Symbolist oil painting by the English painter George Frederic Watts. it shows a lone blindfolded female figure sitting on a globe, playing a lyre that has only a single string remaining. At the Tate Gallery in Britain.
 [found through a google search]

CHANT

Charcoal coloured clouds at dawn

[Chant]  for morning azure breezes

Sunrise to new morning

[Chant]  for a new day

Rosary beads like jewels roll

[Chant]  for a world of peace

Arms up-stretched skyward

[Chant]  for prana, breath. life

What's up? What's App

[Chant]  for a smile, smile for today

Eerie pandemic quiet hours

[Chant]  for V: vaccines our victory

News of deaths and hospitals filled

[Chant]  for hope for healing futures

Wash your hands wear your masks

[Chant]  for a chance to  win

Bird songs and setting sun

[Chant]  for sweet dreams this night

For tis hope, it hurls us forward

[Chant]  for wisdom and tomorrow.

CHANT © gillena cox 2021

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Wednesday, July 21, 2021

822



If there be dragons, there be dragon hunters

Morning sky tilts my chin up

Wonders of charcoal coloured  clouds dissipating

Clearing a path for a pale blue canopy

To linger there for a span called daytime


Not without its official bulletin of day's agenda

Are the morning whistlers

They sound frenzied this morning

They know the actions of  each day

They deliver it as they are told


Some humans heed their sayings

Others like myself listen 

sometimes in wonder

Sometimes in amazement

Every-time with delight


I always get the part where they say

Hey! its a new day

That's when ever bone in my body

Humbles before great sky

My all-time ever present muse


The shape of dragons fizzles out

I muse

If there be dragons there  be dragon hunters

© gillena cox 2021


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