Sunday, April 29, 2012

Sunday Savvy 23

"Have a good weekend"
How many times have you received and accepted that blessing? Well personally, i cannot count the times i have received, nor the times i have blessed someone likewise. This has become so commonplace, so cliche, so much like a breath: spontaneous and easy; the sentiment i believe though, remains true; but the application is unconscious in itself now.
Silly speculation, but dear Sunday Savvy visitors - indulge me: When does your weekend start? and by the same measure, when does your weekend end? Just a little Sunday Savvy tease

Sunday smiles to all

Sunday Savvy -
at branch tips the surprise of
bougainvillea blooms
-- gillena cox

Today's Sunday Savvy tidbits According to the Hebrew calendars, traditional Christian calendars, Sunday is literally the "first day" of the week. According to the International Organization for Standardization ISO 8601 Sunday is the seventh and last day of the week.

In Roman Catholic liturgy, Sunday begins on Saturday evening. The evening Mass on Saturday is liturgically a full Sunday Mass and fulfills the obligation of Sunday Mass attendance, and Vespers (evening prayer) on Saturday night is liturgically "first Vespers" of the Sunday. The same evening anticipation applies to other major solemnities and feasts, and is an echo of the Jewish practice of starting the new day at sunset...more here

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Sunday at the pond
the fish more silent
than the fishermen

revisit Sunday Savvy 22

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Bocas Lit Fest 2012

Yesterday i sat through poetry readings from Fawzia Kane and Vladimir Lucien followed by a short discussion; held at the AV room at NALIS. A marvelous session; part of the lit fest taking place from 26-29 April 2012.

poets talk -
side edges of
a red table cloth
-- gillena cox

Thursday, April 26, 2012

A Poem In Your Pocket 2012

image from google used for this haiga
Join the celebration at Lunch break; Poem In Your Pocket 2012; COMMENT or email me a poem i'll post it today. Poems remain the copyright of individual writers

also left hanging
in the pine
the farmer's paper fan
-- Issa 1823

April showers -
a soggy kite held erstwhile
in tree branches
--gillena cox

monday morning walk...
sun bathes the lake in warm light
cormorants smile
turtles rest on floating logs
and leaves leisurely float by
--Pat Geyer, US

beautiful blond boy
posed in his communion suit
ever in my heart.
rosary, bow, cross and smile
old photo of my father.
--Pat Geyer, US

the asphalt
covered with cherry petals;
tracks of my car
--Taro Kunugi, JP

image share from Ralf Bröker,

walking the Royal Mile
with eyes
on my now
--Ralf Bröker, DE

cherry blossoms
fall from my scrapbook
he loved me then
--Pris Campbell, US

first light
another bird voice
joins the choir
--Cara Holman, US

early morning breeze
a hummingbird flies
into my dream
--Stevie Strang, US

lingering dream
of tears and loss...
awakening to rain
--Dianne Borsenik, US

--haiga by Robert Johnston, NZ

gypsy girl -
the golden tooth shines
as she smiles
--Gurwinder Singh Sidhu(a sharing from Surmeet Maavi, IN)

rain soothes parched desert
plants thrive umbrellas open
cactus flowers bloom
--Michelle Angelini, US

a halo
of budding leaves
the old oak tree
--Michael Baribeau, US

an icy wind
sweeps across the mountain top...
a sentinel rainbow
--Keith Simmonds, TT

Butterfly Effect
dare to fly
brave wings
seize each moment
the destiny of the world
awaits your
your timing
--Reason A. Poteet,US

Poetry by Pablo Neruda
And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
frm the branches of night,
abruptly from others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.
I did not know what to say, my mouth
had no way
with names,
my eyes were blind,
and something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten wings,
and I made my own way,
that fire,
and I wrote the firts faint line,
faint, without substance, pure
pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
and open,
palpitating plantations,
shadow perforated,
with arrows, fire and flowers,
the winding night, the universe.

And I, infitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
likeness, image of
for myself a pure part of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.
(Translated from the Spanish by Alastair Reid)

2010's celebration can be seen here

'Poem In Your Pocket'- history here
much love

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Sunday Savvy 22

Sunday savvy -
this circle that is earth
ours to stewardship

--gillena cox, TT

Earth Day marks its 43rd year today April 22. Forty-three years is nothing. The Earth has survived for 4.5 billion years. It’s handled countless asteroids, oxidizing bacteria, and climate-changing volcanoes. Trust me, the Earth is going to be fine. The real question is: are we? read more here

over her scars
each year a new dress...
Mother Earth

--Ana-Maria Trandafir, RO

Happy quotidian birthday to you, Mother Gaia!
One more trip around the Sun,
just a cosmic inch on the infinite spiral trek towards Vega.
And while you, heavenly pals, move, human life goes on
through perplexing moments of glory and misery.

--Franklin Magalhaes, BR

get moving
work together for Mother...
"Mobilize the Earth"
--Pat Geyer, US

earth day –
on the robin chicks’ backs
new feathers

earth day -
a blackbird feather woven
into the robins’ nest

--Stella Pierdes, DE/UK

earth day--
I make a wish
on a dandelion

endless sky
another spring
full of daffodils

--Christine L. Villa, US

Earth Day---
first bird song
greens smile

--Gennady Nov, RU

Poems in this Earth Day Sunday sequence are the copyright of the individual writers

revisit Earth Day 2010

revisit Sunday Savvy 21

Sunday smiles to all; Why not share a little Sunday Earth day something with me: COMMENT or email me

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Renku Saturday 21

image from google

Hanagoromo / nuguya matuwaru / himo iroiro.
Unfastening the cords / Around my spring kimono / One by one

--Hisajo Sugita...This haiku appears in the essay 'Haiku: The Heart of Japan in 17 Syllables' read the essay

yesterday's rain
the mountains
more verdant today

--gillena cox

on The Spirit of Haiku..."Composing a haiku means giving a voice to the “other” appearing before our eyes and taking a slice of Earth’s life. By so doing, we ourselves tap into the cosmic source of life and create a synchronicity and fraternity with other living beings. This is also a process of self-discovery, a journey to the depths of one’s own hearts. It is through the “other” that we discover things about ourselves. Basho used the phrase karo tosen to describe haiku. Karo means a brazier (stove) in the summer, and tosen is a fan in the winter. In other words, haiku may serve no practical use in our present reality but are nonetheless of great importance. People do not need haiku to live, nor will haiku fill hungry stomachs. But to lead a richer life, haiku—as well as other forms of culture and art—can be of paramount importance."
also from ' the essay Haiku: The Heart of Japan in 17 Syllables'

revisit Renku Saturday 20

Its Renku Saturday, i welcome your sharing: COMMENT or email me

Monday, April 16, 2012

Art Repeats

Its Monday. A gift of soap, and i'm at my computer writing senryu; i encountered a saying "Art washes from the soul the dust of everyday life" what do you think about that. Have a nice week all my Lunch Break visitors

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Sunday Savvy 21

Remember when you turned on your TV on a Sunday afternoon and heard a commentator's voice raising in crescendo as the hooves of horses pounded around the circular tracks? ah yes good memories, good memories; horse racing TT

Sunday smiles to all

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revisit Sunday Savvy 20

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Renku Saturday 20

rhythm of daylight
bird songs through
a leafy tree

-gillena cox 2012

a good world! good world!
country swallows
and town swallows

-Issa, 1815

Its Renku Saturday, i welcome your sharing: COMMENT or email me

revisit Renku Saturday 19

Friday, April 13, 2012


image from google

early morning
birds calling from the wall
i refuse to stir -
relishing a memory of
grapes eaten yesterday

--gillena cox

Tuesday, April 10, 2012


Trees - Queens Park Savannah Jigsaw PuzzleTrees - Queens Park Savannah Jigsaw Puzzle

Have fun with this Jigsaw Puzzle and Have a nice day

progression -
from the wood of the cross
to the wonder of trees
--gillena cox

Saturday, April 07, 2012

The Pietà

The Pietà - ...the only piece Michelangelo ever signed...This famous work of art depicts the body of Jesus on the lap of his mother Mary after the Crucifixion.

sunrise -
a new day reiterates
Love is
--gillena cox

revisit April Scribbles 2009