Monday, May 21, 2018

Monday WRites 155



SCORCHING HOT
By midday the sun’s scorching might
Penetrates the hapless
Tiniest worth of life in sight
Sustaining nonetheless

A desire for the shaded
Those hydrated places
Where of a thirst you can be rid
Noon time treasured spaces

Under the shaded umbrella
Of the side walk seller
The ices are from that fella
Just right for the weather

Mini skirts and strapless dresses
And bared and sandaled legs
Test of sunny paradoxes
Present day traits which begs

Of whimsy and discerning ease
A daring compromise
Hot colorist browning the leaves
Till they fall in demise

To a comforting ready earth
Willing to nourish life
Under a discerning sun’s worth
Of torrid heated strife

Hot hot hot penetrating rays
Slice season and cycle
The shadow and fraction of days
Measured in mere degrees
© gillena cox 2007
First published at Poemhunter

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Revisit
21 May2015



Saturday, May 19, 2018

560

[IMAGE FROM GOOGLE DOT COM FAIR USE]

PANTHER BLACK
A rightful king, son, brother, lover.
All of this is Tchalla.
He must fight for what is rightfully his.
Seems a shame.
He fights. and falls asleep.
Only love can bring his back.
One who loves is he. So love
In turn heals.
Tchalla rules!!! Tchalla reigns!!!
Love returns to Wakanda.
PANTHER BLACK © gillena cox 2018

Blog hopping today with


If You Meet The Hero on the Road ...
Prompted by Brendan to For this weekend challenge, pick a hero/ine and write about him/her/it. Tell a story, muse what is best and most memorable.


Revisit
19 May 2017
Storm
Black Panther

Thursday, May 17, 2018

559

[IMAGE COURTESY THE IMAGINARY GARDEN]

FOR THE HEARTH
As the birds are to nest-building,
So these maidens clog through trees.
They are the gatherers taking,
What the wind has generously felled.
For warmth is needed as is nest-building.
Faggots bound will they take to hearth.
Winter clouds turn pink in the evening,
Good work so the faces of maidens blush.
Astute their hearts swelled in achieving.
And lively stories be told after dinner,
Family encircled to art of nest-building.
FOR THE HEARTH © gillena cox 2018


Blog hopping today with


Fireblossom Friday : Edward Emerson Simmons
Prompted by Fireblossom to poem a painting from prompts by by Edward Emerson Simmons


Revisit
17 May 2017
17 May 2017
...stories 2015

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

558



her smile

a little girl of five
missing a tooth a second time

she explains
from where the first one fell out
another one grew in
HAPPY STORY OF A TOOTH © gillena cox 2018


Revisit
16May2017
16May2016
16May2015


Blog hopping today with

Poets United MidWeek Motif~Happiness

Monday, May 14, 2018

Monday WRites 154

[image from google dot com]


ODE TO A TREE
The avocado tree stood giant-like,
In a corner of the old backyard.
Welcoming our new family stoic-like.
Tall and leafy, a healthy sturdy tree.
And in her own time, fruited giant-like.
Fruit to the size of Paradise she gifted.
Pear shaped and shared to neighbours alike.
Sad to say she was cut down without a doubt.
Even a tree old at heart decays, sad-like.
A slice of trunk remains as chopping board,
Emblem of friendship, of a tree giant-like.
ODE TO A TREE © gillena cox 2018

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HAPPY MONDAY. 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 #154, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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REVISIT
Sister Tree
.. Swizzle Stick Tree
14 May 2015



Saturday, May 12, 2018

556

[IMAGE FROM Bing dot com. Fair Use]


MOONSHINE
Daylight was slowly slipping away,
Shadowed boxes were filled emptiness,
With a wisp a will and way.
Weary trees phantomed night.
Silhouettes were forever whispered sound.
Light of lamp and moon thus bright.

Shine!!

Bright thus moon and lamp of light,
Sound whispered forever were silhouettes.
Night phantomed trees weary.
Way and will a wisp a with.
Emptiness filled were boxes shadowed,
Away slipping slowly was daylight.
MOONSHINE © gillena cox 2018

Blog hopping today with imaginary garden

Fussy Little Forms: Palindrome
Prompted by Marian: Challenged to write Palindrome Poems. [a palindrome is a word or phrase that is the same when read forward or backward. Like WOW...a palindrome poem can read forward and backward word by word or line by line]




Revisit
Most Likely The Moon
Unfettered Moon
Bright Moon

Enjoy The Music

Thursday, May 10, 2018

555



FASHIONISSTAR
She loved finishing salads green.
Some say she is awesome-ly keen.
Adding dressings with flair,
However though, she was never seen.
Yet in turn always creating a scene.
FASHIONISSTAR © gillena cox 2018


Blog hopping today with imaginary garden

Job Title
Prompted by Rommy


Revisit
10 May 2017