Wednesday, September 20, 2017

450

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PEACE SEPTEMBER PEACE!
so peace the night, you winds of woe,
and gently hush you leaves and branches,
no more rustle of the tears in flight,
no more wade the floodgates to dismay,

so hush your howls September sprites,
and dry those tears clouds, lament no more

let peace then hammer nails of repair,
roots to trees be anchors once more,
peace! sweet peace, banish thee nightmare,
let warmth of sun to human hearts endure.
PEACE SEPTEMBER PEACE! © gillena cox 2017

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Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Peace

Revisit
21 September 2016
21 September 2015

Monday, September 18, 2017

Monday WRites 123

[cool planets 3d graphics mobile wallpaper from google dot com]


E[VER] LIFE?
[plug in part] of the charger gets twisted and breaks off
enough juice left [about 22 %] to start pulling hairs off scalp

then, shameless question to self, via smart brain
was there L[ife] before the cell phone?

all hours of insominia nights tap tapping to the light of
'Farmville Tropic Escape' or 'Fairway Solitaire'

moon fades to missing overused burn of fingers
daylight to come, Cellular Planet to go, fast landing

to the mall, ah the mall! for new charger new juice
was there E[ver] life before the cell phone gaming?
E[VER] LIFE? © gillena cox 2017

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Revisit
18 September 2016


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Blog hopping with imaginary garden

mini challenge - juice
Responding to Brendan's challenge, write a poem about power in your life and the world. Write about family or creativity or instinct, plugging in or playing unhooked, heavenly or earthly powers, the power of life or death, human powers versus nature's, etc...Extra points for keeping your poem mini (-ish, -esque, -mal, -finny, etc.)

Thursday, September 14, 2017

448

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STRANGERS
My feet shod in sneakers
[echo] greeters
I walk in glorious sun
[echo] fun
The door of the kiosk says PUSH
[echo] bush
Song birds poem the sky
[echo] high

He is before me in the queue
[echo] who
I wish his eyes were violet
[echo] triolet

Then I could poem him in colour
[echo] dollar
For his thoughts by and by
[echo] Hi
STRANGERS © gillena cox 2017

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of muse and me
Sanaa is prompting

... ... ...

Revisit
14 September 2016
14 September 2015

Monday, September 11, 2017

Monday WRites 122

[a google dot com image]

BELIEVE IN HIM
Be a good example
Ever speak His holy name
Live in the hope of His promise
Invite Him into your heart
Encourage others to praise
Verily verily He spoke
Each miracle to invoke

Instructing the way of life
No other could have lifted

His cross of Calvary
In Him is forgiveness and mercy
Messiah, anointed one of God
BELIEVE IN HIM  © gillena cox 2010
[inspiration from Hebrews Chapters 2 and 3]
[first published at Wordchimes dot com]



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Revisit
11 September 2015

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The Tuesday Platform Its open mic on Tuesdays

Friday, September 8, 2017

446


BOOK OF WORDS
A postage stamp, a convenient
Scar of mimicry
Your cool sentiment , all lies

I could return thus postcard
Address unknown
But to stoop to your mimicry

No no I decree more finesse
To starlight and twinkle
And my forever happy heart
BOOK OF WORDS © gillena cox 2017

Bllog hopping with imaginary garden

Words Count with Mama Zen
Challenged to write a new poem from a given list of words: "mimicry, testament, rapture, cool, dachshund, cherubim, heretic, infinitesimal, convenient, serendipity" Chose three words from the above list and compose a little bit of brilliance of sixty words or less. Bonus points if you title your poem "Book of Words."

Revisit
9 September 2015

Monday, September 4, 2017

Monday WRites 121

[olive grove near Bethlehem from google dot com]


FAITH ACKNOWLEDGED
A tiny bit of faith abounds into a plenty
That great mass of a tree from a little seed
Began, was once just a reserve entity
Memory for future on going life

Storehouses contain a wealth of important
Items, sources of treasure indeed
Watch the busy bee and the hurry ant
Resourceful in their cause for results rife

The honey is made without being iffy
The drones never ponder what if or when
Without thought of bears, or giant’s fee
Fie foo fom; they do what they are made for

So bees and hurrying ants they build
Using innate ability, their ken
The hives and the ant hills willed
To a future, regardless of ill favor

There is that something within
Which, linked to the vast divine infinite
Will; makes things happen, in
Time, and according to right standard

Like the seed with its allotted germination
Is sprung out of timely respite
Ideas have their span of meditation
Then they grow into the tangible

Because of the inherent faith
That which is yet to materialize
Rises out of the labyrinth
And makes it way to surface

From the deep where in lies essence
Of everything found in every shape and size
On the inside is the vast nuance
The old, the new, the grace

Of renewing and expanding
Replenishing that which was created
For a specific purpose; demanding
Responsibility and obedience in return

Of faith’s reverent acknowledgment
And it minutest sum respected
Only rewards with contentment
Will ever the pursuer earn
FAITH ACKNOWLEDGED © gillena cox
[first published 2007 at Wordchimes dot com]

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Happy September everyone❧✿❧ You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #121, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Revisit
4 September 2016
4 September 2015

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Edited to link up with imaginary garden

The Tuesday Platform Its open mic on Tuesdays

Thursday, August 31, 2017

445

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HAD HE CLIMBED HIGHER
Jack clambered up the bean stalk
And there he was with a fee fie foo fum
The giant, a monstrous gawk

Had he climbed higher, high enough

To touch the sun
He would have seen and non too soo
A mun starr eyeing Houston
Big enough to overshadow the moon

Had he climbed high, and kept on climbing

He would have heard the whispers
From down below solar eclipse sol ar e clipse sola
Eclipse becoming clearer and crisper
Rising to a holler

Had he climbed higher, high enough

He would have seen him falling, falling falling
Collapsed from sun burns
And his tears the rivers and dams filling
Poured in like ashes to an urn

Had he claimed high, and kept on climbing

With those whose every possession was caught
In a flood, where no oracle prophesied an ark
Jack would have heard the sobs of those fraught
A people ravished by his fall, his mark

Had he climbed higher, high enough

He would have heard a name through distraught sobs
Called out "Harvey"
But no he just grabbed the goose and other such dobs
And down the bean stalk he went in a jarvie
HAD HE CLIMBED HIGHER © gillena cox 2017

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Blog hopping today with imaginary garden

A Skyflower Friday: Monsters
Prompted by Kerry O'Connor, standing in for Shay, with a Fireblossom Friday flavoured challenge.

Revisit
August 31 2015