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From my 2015 Archives Blue Plumbagos
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).Monday, August 9, 2021
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Thursday, July 22, 2021
823
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
[read at today's open link live]
REVISIT
22 July 2019
choruses 2018
22 July 2015
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Brother Resistance Mother Earth [Born 1954 died 13 July 2021]
Wednesday, July 21, 2021
822
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