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image from google dot com


a rattle of beads
the gypsy woman eyes closed
will now scry to them

❧✿❧

at the creek a web
no spider has spun awaits
the careless trekker

the helpless cry of
of an animal ensnared
sends a chill through out

then the drumbeat of
the natives sound in union
with swaying of leaves

for there is no sin
when hunger of a village
recedes in a feast

they plaster small huts
with the rich mud they know so well
for threadbare dwelling
© gillena cox


Wordle 211




Revisit
Wordle 124
Wordle 152
Sunday Lime 1


Welcome to Sunday Lime #45 adding a bit of fiction to today; Sunday Smiles


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Poetry Pantry 264

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i used an internet image cropped it applied several filters and frame for this resulting haiga


call us back to
innate beauty with sure bursts -
flute-shaped furlings

by chance to gaze -
bright golden sunlight kissing
your blooms lightly

billow and swirl
ye winds of March April May -
astound yellows

they sing the songs
of joyous Easter season -
yellow poui

craft the mornings
repair the noon day angst
of fiery swoons

gently your hand
deal; for only a short while
these *poms exist

add a frame of
poesy; words to linger
as blossoms fall
© gillena cox

*poms = pom-poms shortened


Revisit
piercing
sunbeams
Sunday Lime 1

The golden aura of poui can still be seen on the mountain sides; so uplifting


Sunday Smiles



How is your Sunday going? Today is #31 in the series 'Sunday Lime' To share with me you can EMAIL me; you can COMMENT; and you can enter a LINK from your blog, at the Linky below





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Poetry Pantry 248


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And back-linking to
Sunday Whirl Wordle #205

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a delicate breeze
trees at the river side lean
the blue butterfly

perched on a rock
the song of a grackle
swift in passing

❧✿❧

a beach umbrella
the perfect reading tent
splash of waves

yearning for salt
tiny shells in the sand
opened chip chip

❧✿❧

an uncut flower
who know the name
of this wayside one

plucking petals
daisy tales of true love
or not true love

❧✿❧

ornate envelope
post marked 2014
a new year card

heart shaped chocolates
such a hopeless romantic
his doting wife
© gillena cox



Revisit
lent
thin slices
Sunday Lime 1



We are in the season of Lent; Sunday Smiles



How is your Sunday going? Today is #25 in the series 'Sunday Lime' To share with me you can EMAIL me; you can COMMENT; and you can enter a LINK from your blog, at the Linky below



I am blog hopping today at
Poetry Pantry 240


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Sunday Whirl Wordle #200


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Carpe Diem #672, 'Summertime'

it seems to wash
the summer mountains...
sunrise
© Issa


A summer river being crossed
how pleasing
with sandals in my hands!
© Buson


rising sun
paints her shoulders golden –
summer morning –
© Paloma


a beach umbrella
the perfect reading tent
splash of waves
© gillena cox

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image from google dot com


scattered shards
she is able with her gaze
to splinter glass

splendor of sunshine
trapped in her secular whirl
her skin glows

the gathering
harvest of mangoes
after a strong breeze

beat of the season
rattle of unopened gifts
tis plain to see
--gillena cox





Revisit
sultry
ixora
Sunday Lime1


Im fighting the flu, just ate a bowl of sliced cucumbers


Sunday Smiles


How is your Sunday going? Today is #14 in the series 'Sunday Lime' To share with me you can EMAIL me; you can COMMENT; and can also enter a LINK from your blog, at the Linky below



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Poetry Pantry 224


The Sunday Whirl Wordle 189

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Wordle prompt #152

THE PAINTING
squeeze your paint to paint
a city small yet bustling
with strips of green slack

apple cider drinks
pack wicker baskets with dust
bottle recycle

a tower felled plop
really it was an easel
fold it up no fuss
--gillena cox


I am blog hopping today at
Sunday Whirl Wordle #152

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AT BEYOND

Conjuring raindrops
she hides amongst the clouds
cap of golden curls

twine around
cumulus puffs like trinkets
a jeweler crafts

Sigh!
carry back the sunshine
to the upper room

Dont neglect
the eagles nest at beyond
you truant spirits

Bend the bow of colours and place it
-- gillena cox




Back Linking Today to Wordle # 144 at Sunday Whirl



AND Linking To
Poetry Jam 'Look To The Clouds'

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Linking today to Sunday Whirl:Wordle #135 AND Sunday Scribblings:#395 'etc' AND Postcards From Paradise

MS TYPHOON
She opens her mouth, and out spews,
Puddles of anxiety, hype and mayhem.
The pain of a nation, she cradles in her arms.
Her ominous eyes flashing headlights of befuddlement.
Does she isolate winners from losers?
No! all are warped in her murky marsh.
In the peril of her razor sharp wrath.

a lanky child
totes a sibling with her tears...
Haiyan typhoon

some will guzzle whisky and
some spaces in their bellies

quoting the wisdom
of one race; people on
planet earth

silky cords the binding yet
gathering all predefined
--gillena cox

Sometimes on a Sunday we talk here about sadness too.
Sunday Smiles; only because we must keep faith through prayers and wishes for God's mercy for those suffering through The Phillipines devastation.



Today is #85 in the series Sunday Savvy: the theme is SAD revisit Sunday Savvy #84 Do you have something sad you wish to chat about this Sunday? EMAIL me, COMMENT, or a leave the LINK at the blog hop below.




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38 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS

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Back Linking today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #131

A HALLOWEEN SPELL

Her vacant stare notices, as she passes the building site,
She lacks nothing a halloween witch preoccupied might,
List to her amalgam of scary preparations;
Fence, brick, gravel, trash, tentacles, everything on sight;
Spellbinding mouth will cheat the balance of gravity this night

rough curves of pumpkins...
market vendors exchange
notes for coins
--gillena cox

revisit Halloween-Pumpkins 2008


65 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS

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Back linking today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #128

Were a swarm of ghosts unbidden, gathered where patches of mushrooms grow, over yonder hillside edges, the tribe of Thumberlinas with their diaphanous wings, and fallen stars tipping magical wands would, albeit, in worship songs, exact sharp rays of sunlight in a morning spill

fern tips unfurl...
mystery of rain showers
unravel unseen
--gillena cox




85 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS

1276

STONE PILLOWS

The dimensions in magic, intrigue the newbies at the
school. Used to being the center of attraction at fairs and bazaars, ringing a bell out there in the avenue to pay their way through an eek of mere sustenance, only to weary and move on. The stains of wind-carried offerings to remind them of their last stop. Ah but winds of change held the answer all along.

thunderstorm...
under some dreams
stone pillows
--gillena cox 2013


(last night's thunder showers proved to be the inspiration for my late response to this week's Wordle 125)

Linking today to Paint Party Friday AND Recuerda Mi Corazon - Haiku My Heart Friday AND back to SundayWhirl Wordle #125

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Linked today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #124; read the other Wordles here

An inky sky, to sway webs, light as feathers whirling close to stars, where sparks, splintered from oiled wheels of day and night, no doubt somersaults; a scarlet arrow shoots a hole through the abyss where wet surfaces of ocean murmurings dared to ripple; like moonlight over lost intergalactic asteriods

staccato treetops...
the spiral sounds of
helicopter flights
--gillena cox

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Linking today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #123



keep your fierce bitter winds
enough! cries out Sister Ocean

all the questions gusting through
pieces of sun-bleached beaches
----gillena cox


(An image from Google was used, to produce a greyscaled cropped train image for this post)

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Back linking today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #122


she dreamed of years nestled
in the space between degrees

paying tribute
a period if the heart may
and vision stay

persuaded to skip lightly
along her diamond rimmed floor
--gillena cox

1253

HYPE

stark sunlight
the concrete sidewalk hot with
incentive to win

The Great Race circle
of players and fans hitch
their boats for display

no time to wallow
in despair; pounding the beat
calypso music

scatter the strain
of waiting anxiety
illuminate fun

striking a chord of neighbourhood gaiety
--gillena cox


Linking today to The Sunday Whirl Wordle #121
AND to
Monday Mellow Yellow


photos taken Saturday August 10th, during promotion (along the Western Main Road in St James) for Great Race August 24th 2013

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SALT AND GREEN GUAVAS

it all makes sense
my childhood landscape reviewed...
salt and green guavas

gravity dictates
head in clouds
feet in shoes

a quiet breath
sends a whispered prayer
shadow fades to light

daily bread...
plans already drawn
building the kingdom

threadbare clichés only wear one out
--gillena cox


(i created the image of 'green guavas' after seeing some, while out on an errand, weeks ago; and filed it. Since i was sharing my NaHaiWriMo prompts here during the month of August; i haven't written a wordle response in a while; today, i decided to get back to the wordles, after looking at this week's, i started doodling with the words, and realized i could use the 'green guavas' image to haiga, to introduce, and to title; so hope you enjoy SALT AND GREEN GUAVAS )



Linked today to Sunday Whirl Wordle #120