Wednesday, July 29, 2020

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Blog Hopping today with

FRUIT OR VEG

AND


Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #30: Writing as a Metaphor for Living
prompted by Magaly


DAY TO DAY
Each stanza of a poem applauds allusion,
For what is poetry, if not to be slowly savored
Like cherries plucked from an aged prickly tree
Long after the curtain comes down heavy, soft,
Silent, in velvet folds of meticulous grammar;
Call it fiction, for it becomes the stuff of dreamers,
No one wants the responsibility of reality;
The conflict is too great, the mood not right
For dying stars in dawn's pace of morning's rhythm
Edit the plot from dirge to sonnet where conflict
Of lovers and passion refuse the prose of politics
Word by word, step by step, day to day it's punctuation
© gillena cox 2020



34 comments:

Mary M. said...

Wonderfully done. Looks good enough to eat.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Bravo, this is lovely, completely transcending the prompt – so it was a little later I realised you got in every word.

Vandana Sharma said...

The many joys of poetry portrayed so perfectly!!

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for dropping by Mary

Muchđź’™love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Rosemary

Muchđź’™love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Vandana

Muchđź’™love

Deann said...

Cherries are my favorite and these are lovely, great poem too.

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for dropping by Deann

Muchđź’–love

indybev said...

Perfect for both the Three Muses challenge and for Weekly Scribblings. Well done, Gillena!

Vivian Zems said...

I certainly savoured each word from this brilliant piece, Gillena!

Magaly Guerrero said...

From "dirge to sonnet" seems like the best plan to me!

Gillena Cox said...

Happy you dropped by Bev

Muchđź’–love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Vivian

Muchđź’–love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Magaly

Muchđź’–love

Sim said...

I love the way lips are coloured by black cherries!
I adore black cherries!
Well done Gillena.
Stay safe too!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

WOW!!đź’ť This is beyond beautiful, Gillena!! I especially love; "For dying stars in dawn's pace of morning's rhythm/Edit the plot from dirge to sonnet where conflict/Of lovers and passion refuse the prose of politics."đź’ť

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Sim

Muchđź’–love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa

Muchđź’–love

Rommy said...

Though sonnets are tricky, they're worth the effort.

Gillena Cox said...

Happy you dropped by Rommy

Muchđź’–love

Old Egg said...

What a cheerful cherry piece this is Gillena.

Jim said...

I really do like "No one wants the responsibility of reality..."
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Michele said...

this may be one of my favorites from you! this is a yummy and delightful piece of art! xo

Joel (@Stranded Tree) said...

"For dying stars in dawn's pace of morning's rhythm" - I can see the fading of stars of morning light. I will be reminded of these words each morning.

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for dropping by Robin

Muchđź’–love

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Jim

Muchđź’–love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Michele

Muchđź’–love

Gillena Cox said...

Glad you dropped by Joel

Muchđź’–love

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

I've found (and I'm sure you have too) that the best way to savor poetry is to read it aloud, lingering over especially delectable words and phrases.

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Maggie

Muchđź’–love

Kim M. Russell said...

Yes, ‘what is poetry, if not to be slowly savored’ - and the simile is delicious, Gillena! I love ‘…dying stars in dawn's pace of morning's rhythm / Edit the plot from dirge to sonnet’.

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Kim

Muchđź’–love

Margaret said...

"For what is poetry, if not to be slowly savored
Like cherries plucked from an aged prickly tree"

Gorgeous!

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Margaret

Muchđź’–love