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[all photos by gillena cox]

The Pied Piper of Carnival

 People leave their homes.

Gravitating to the main street.

Because the music truck beckons.

We hear,  pause, and follow to see

The wonder that is carnival.

Colour, design, dance, command the space

That is the street for a few days

Fun under sunny skies

The Pied Piper of Carnival © gillena cox 2023

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Quadrille #170: Music is My Refuge

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Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Worship

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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). 

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A TINY SAMPLING OF CHILDREN MASQUERADE IN ST JAMES SUNDAY 12th FEBRUARY 2023

   

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A TINY SAMPLING OF JOUVERT MASQUERADE IN ST JAMES TODAY 20th FEBRUARY 2023

ENJOY THE MUSIC: Olatunji - Engine Room (Allstars Brass Refix) | 2023 Soca

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gillena cox photo

You can read Jouvert Monday  first posted  in 2015

If you didn't join today's live meet you can listen to this

voiced version 

More info on Jouvert in Trinidad and Tobago HERE

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Two opportunities to join us LIVE!

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PETAL DIVINING

A petal pluck a petal fall

A petal pluck a petal fall

Burning hot for love's fraction 

A petal pluck a petal fall

A petal pluck a petal fall

Trembling heart pose a question

A petal pluck a petal fall

A petal pluck a petal fall

Questioning in silly action

A petal pluck a petal fall

A petal pluck a petal fall

Trusting in a daisy reaction

© gillena cox 2023

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Poetics – This Valentine’s Day, come and state it plainly

CHALLENGED: to write a love poem. Bear in mind that it doesn’t necessarily need to be romantic. It can also be dark and speak of ache and loss. It can transcend words and language. It can describe what the heart has been carrying within for a long time. The possibilities are endless.

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DONE DEAL

She wanted to play mas so badly, she saved up her money for a pretty costume with beads and sequins and large plumage. Only he took a religious dive - or so she thought. He would even refuse a glass of wine at the dinner table.

Until come October;  one of her friends told her she had seen him in Tobago, having a whale of a time with another woman  She couldn't believe her ears but her eyes deceived her not. There was the photo of him in all his bacchanal glory with his new chosen in true carnival style.

That's it she decided. She was signing up for a costume in any section where her office buddies would be playing. She didn't care if it was two strings and a feather.  This year’s a different thing, I’ll not think of you. We are done!  DONE DEAL © gillena cox 2023

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Prosery: Last Year, Lost Lovespan

Challenge: to use

 “This year’s a different thing, –I’ll not think of you.” from Charlotte Mew

in a prose writing not more than 144 words

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Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Love Is Forever

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A TINY SAMPLING OF CHILDREN MASQUERADE IN ST JAMES YESTERDAY

   

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CHILDREN DRIFT

What do you mean everyone

How they will find

Their way back i said

Joseph led Chloe over to the fence

When they got close 

And snapped his fingers

Then they went to bed 

And slept for almost a day

CHILDREN DRIFT © gillena cox 2023

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MTB: Patchworking some Prose

Today's challenge goes like this:

Choose TWO books of prose

Pick ONE page from each

Extract SHORT LINES from each page*

ALTERNATE them to make a poem

Use italics and plain font to differentiate the text sources

Use one of the source lines or a combination as TITLE

I used lines form page 42 of Gone to drift by Diana McCaulay 

AND

  lines from page 112 of Children of The Spider by Imam Baksh

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 INHALE 

The morning air i chance to breathe

For such is destiny

A night now gone and sleep to ease

Oh breeze blown hastily

I've found today a gift so rare

Unwrapped is life anew

The slate of yesterday not bare

I add now words a few

What greater gift than just to be

To wonder or to sigh

The greatest part of being me

Is gratitude oh  my

In this my empty nested life

A bird song weed or cloud

Are much to be and without strife

And i can sing out loud

 INHALE  © gillena cox 2023

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Poetics: Hidden Gifts

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 QUESTIONS ON SUBTLE CHANGE

Who slurped the stars off the night sky?

And the rooster who crowed the three o'clock chant of dawn?

Who shifted the compass needle of rainy days and days of sun,

To thread instead a motif of haphazard wind and dust?

Tell me! who.

QUESTIONS ON SUBTLE CHANGE © gillena cox 2023

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Quadrille #169: A Star (Poem) is Born

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