[IMAGE: brush and ink on white paper i added a filter in Picmonkey to get that sepia tone]
today's despair-
my dreams hang in windchimes
without a breeze
© gillena cox 2020
Psalm 86:5
What's there to smile about today? A God who is love itself
SUNDAY SMILES
Today is #81 of the series SUMI-E SUNDAYS.
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Blog hopping today with
Poets and Storytellers United
Writers’ Pantry #29: Never Lose that Sense of Hope
Magaly is our hostess today
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REVISIT
Sunday Standard 81
Sunday Savvy 81
Sunday Lime 81
ENJOY THE MUSIC
Sshh! I think I hear the breeze getting up Gillena, so you can relax again.
ReplyDelete😊thanks for dropping by Robin
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Windchimes - my only jukebox, these days - remain (sadly) unplugged these days. I had to re-hang them yesterday, but...still no breezetunes.
ReplyDeleteYeah, i understand. Happy you dropped by Ron
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Sending some breeze your way..
ReplyDeleteOMG😊happy you dropped by Namratha
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Just beautiful, Gillena. You excel yourself!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Rosemary
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PS I mean the artwork as well as the words – all of it.
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“What's there to smile about today? A God who is love itself.”
ReplyDeleteAmen.
Glad you dropped by
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it is a sad time with wishes and dreams going nowhere.
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Adelaide
Aha, happ you dropped by Adelaide
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That's a perfect sum up of 2020 so far
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Rommy
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Happy Sunday, Gillena. nice poem. very upbeat and precise. God bless.
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May the breezes come to give breath to your chimes!
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Well said. I can feel that lck of hope hanging in silent wind chimes.
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Oh, Gillena, this one made my hand reach for my heart. Such a sad imagery, dreams that go no where. May gently breezy days follow.
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Sending some much needed cool breezes your way, Gillena 💝💝
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping bh Sherry
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A wonderful and vivid metaphor. The potentiality for the dreams is there, but it's just not happening.
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday, Gillena. :)
Thanks for your appreciation Jenna
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Amazing how the brief words of the haiku speak volumes. Hopefully a fresh breeze will send despair on its way!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Bev
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Just beautiful
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Marja
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Sad but relatable words.
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Thanks for dropping by Joel
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Vivid and relatable. Hoping for a breeze!
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Chrissa
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The wind will blow soon to awaken your dreams.
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