Sunday, January 16, 2022

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out of the house

my breath behind the mask -

measures of distance

© gillena cox 2022




REVISIT 



 Sunday LX of the series '100 ways to haiku a mask 
Tell me about your Sunday email me OR post a COMMENT 

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Forever i will sing the goodness of the Lord

[Psalm 89] 

What's there to smile about today? Thank God for the grace of poetry 

SUNDAY SMILES


BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Image prompt courtesy the Sunday Muse


NEW YEAR  VISIT

my son visits
he's wearing his glasses
i'm wearing mine
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my son visits
i wish him happy new year
a year two weeks old

he's wearing his glasses
he has grown a beard
he likes plain black masks

i'm wearing mine
my glasses that is
i got a new pair
...
my son visits
after the rain this morning
a welcome surprise

i wish him happy new year
just a pat on the back
no hugs

a year two weeks old
 Christmas decor put away
angel on the door
...

he's wearing his glasses
they look new but they're not
they're just clean

he has grown a beard
i spy a few grey ones
in there

he likes plain black masks
not me
i luv all the designs
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i'm wearing mine
not my mask
my glasses

my glasses that is
my movie watching buddies
wear them i must

i got a new pair
got a spray and cloths as well
to clean them
© gillena cox 2022



ENJOY THE MUSIC








30 comments:

Carrie Burtt said...

May the glasses help you see each other clearer and closer this new year. Have a blessed week Gillena!

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for dropping by Carrie

Much💙love

C. Sandlin said...

Love the way the verses mimic a conversation & highlight the warmth of the visit.

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Chrissa

Much💙love

Adelaide said...


Hi Gillena,

Happy Sunday. Very cold here.

I smile
behind my mask. . .
does anyone see?

Adelaide



DVArtist said...

A lovely post. Have a wonderful Sunday.

Cressida de Nova said...

Enjoyed your son's visit.Keep well and safe Gillena.

Magyar said...

mask elas-tics
tangles of my glass-tics
finger lash-tics

__ The many, many times... that my fingers and eye glass arms (ear-stics?), get woven into one... by my "mask elas-tics." Smiles! _m

Gillena Cox said...

😊Nice on Adelaide

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

Happy you dropped by Nicole

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for dropping by Cressida

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

😁😁😁luv this Doug. Thanks for sharing

Much💙love

Syl said...

I think you have found words for how many people feel.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love your poem about your spectacles. I could SEE your son, his beard, his glasses. Lovely.

Truedessa said...

It is wonderful that you were able to see your son.

Happy Sunday!

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Syl

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Sherry

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Trudessa

Much💙love

Helen said...

I thoroughly enjoyed your poem .. the story, progression, pacing and form!

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Helen

Much💙love

Sumana Roy said...

This is wonderful to read Gillena. We can only wish that all our mask-story ends this year. Wishing you a very happy new year. Stay blessed.

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for droppong by Sumana

Much💙love

indybev said...

Behind glasses and mask, as if our face is gone.

phillip woodruff (jalopy dreams) said...

very well penned gillena, glad you got to see your son, reunions are tough right now all things considered. stay safe

qbit said...

The rhythm and repetition in that was wonderful.

Gillena Cox said...

Indeed Bev
Thanks for droppong by

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation Phillip

Much💙love

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation qbit

Much💙love

Jewish Young Professional "JYP" said...

This felt like a story in poetic form, and I really enjoyed it!

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for your appreciation JYP

Much💙love