Breezy Interlude

Sips

I watched in wonderment and awe this morning a double rainbow; the first one appeared dim, i thought i was looking at a waning bow but, it just started to zoom first brighter and brighter, then it became thicker strand,it loomed so, i felt if i reached out i could touch it; then it widened and spanned into a perfect arch, brightening still more, then the second one appeared a shy one, this one above the brighter bow; then the bolder faded along with the shy; both absorbed into an overcast; my viewing i'd say lasted about 7-8 minutes ending at about 6:57; Wow my morning's delight!!

sips of tea -
the rainbow
brightens
and widens
--gillena cox

Sunday Savvy 16

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Its The Season of Carnival, and our mas makers are busy at their camps, creating fantasies; those stories they will tell, in colour, and rhythm, when their masqueraders finally take to the streets, in our cultural expression that is carnival. This year, all of that exposition will happen from Sunday 19th to Tuesday February 21st.

Meanwhile, however, today at Lunch Break, the Sunday Savvy series invites you to read a 'Sunday' Brothers Grimm tale


...One Sunday morning about harvest time, just as the buckwheat was in bloom, the sun was shining brightly in heaven, the east wind was blowing warmly over the stubble-fields, the larks were singing in the air, the bees buzzing among the buckwheat, the people were all going in their Sunday clothes to church, and all creatures were happy, and the hedgehog was happy too.

The hedgehog, however, was standing by his door with his arms akimbo, enjoying the morning breezes, and slowly trilling a little song to himself, which was neither better nor worse than the songs which hedgehogs are in the habit of singing on a blessed Sunday morning...click to read the whole storyby Brothers Grimm

Sunday smiles to all

Sunday savvy
a furry of plumes at
the carnival band
showroom
--gillena cox

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a little reading
a cup of cinnamon tea
and the winter sun
--Adelaide

Renku Saturday 15

it's a dewdrop world
surely it is...
yes... but...
--Issa, 1817

early morning
the leaves glisten with
an acute wetness
--gillena cox, 2008

To Buy

Series - Picture Post Cards 22

Bice Sky

Tropical Mocking Bird

Sunday Savvy 15

Grenada golf course image from google

revisit Sunday Savvy 14


Sunday and the culture of reward: I remember myself as an adult going on vacation and spending time at an uncle's house in Grenada. While he was at work i busied myself with the natural spoils of Grand Anse beach; the beautiful white sands, the glass clear waters, the shade of the sea grape trees; since i'm not very daring, i stayed on the sand and watched the water skiers, and the small yacht like gliders; and since i'm one those, of the gift of garb, would gladly indulge in small talk with small walking vendors; and (in those days it was safe to talk to) 'limers' on the beach
And to, i would, go down town shopping, one of my favourite haunts of those days; was the market; where i would buy the most heavenly scented spices ground and sold in packages, or sold whole; cinnamon, cloves, mace - (a fragment kind of tissue which covered the nut of the nutmeg), black pepper, and such like; these i gave as gifts on my return home
Sometimes my uncle would take me out to dinner, our favourite resturant was The Nutmeg on the curve of the Carenage overlooking the waters of the harbour; He would either asked "do you want to go out to eat"; or sometimes he just took the initiative and said "lets go out to dinner"
But i never left Grenada without the weekday promise of "on Sunday we'll go for a drive"; this was always pre-offered, never suggested on the day we actually took that drive; with him pointing out some new construction development; or the already beautiful buildings of scenic Grenada; or a quick drop-in visit some 'pumkin vine' relative in the more distant country side
The point of this story, my uncle James looked on all his neices and nephews as children forever, and the Sunday promise was simply his way of spoiling and indulging us.
But it goes way past my uncle's whimsy; Caribbean people do carry within then a gene of 'Sunday best' so many things were set aside to indulge in on a Sunday which inherently we think would not incur the same kind of satisfaction if done on another day

Sunday savvy -
a golfer's tees nudges
the little white ball
--gillena cox


trying for the ring
three times on the carousel
because it's Sunday
--Adelaide



winter sunday
she wheels her mother
around the mall
--Bill


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Renku Saturday 14

image from google


does my star too
sleep alone?
Milky Way
--Issa, 1822


one black bird singing
to the light of morning -
i too am alone-
--gillena cox 2012


revisit Renku Saturday 13

A Grackle

Yellow Allamanda Hedge

Lunch Break was started on January 18th 2006; today is the the sixth anniversary of this blog; i invite you to celebrate with me; e-mail me or comment a sharing; i'll edit during today and include;revisit last year's celebration Have an especially nice day

yellow allamanda hedge -
the sun
warming our faces
--gillena cox 2012


sixth years old -
letters merge into words
for the first time

school gate opens -
a snowball's trace
looks like a heart
--Cristina-Monica Moldoveanu


words images celebrate
sixth anniversary
joy in sun on yellow flowers

garden grows as Lunch Break
sends blessings to others
special lady strong faith
--Michelle


the sixth anniversary...
Trinidad and Tobago
in my heart
--Karol Rosiak


the luxury
Throat darker petals
yellow Allamanda

yellow Allamanda
Before dawn and after dusk
birds sing
--Tatjana Debeljacki


knocking
at a friend's door
looking forward
again
Ralf Bröker


Poems remain copyright of the individual writers, Thanks for your kind regards; much love
gillena

Lattice

i was travelling in a taxi yesterday, and it stopped a while in the traffic, the driver said to me; look at that roof, they are fast leaving us for the more modern ones.

lattice work
on an old building -
an urge to paint
--gillena cox

see also Haiku 985 at Haiku By Two

Night Lime

'lime'- a trini slang
Kes - 2011

Renku Saturday 13

--my renku partner today is Gheorghe Postelnicu of Romania; thank you for sharing your haiga


carnival season
caribbeanesque rhythms
of high energy
--gillena cox


revisit Renku Saturday 12

Patterned Flowers

Pre Carnival

One Egret

Life

...how easily, we pass into today, a season for which, we have hankered so much in all this time past; and yet, it seems as if the gulf of separation was but a mystical one; like those nights or days when we sleep and awake to the reality of green hills sitting sedately under bice skies, where at intervals chicken hawks, in their ever spread wing span choreography, dot the vast blue above, to the refrains of fellow feathered ones, who chant the song of kiskadee; today's reality is life, a gift a precious merit, today

Today's haibun is dedicated to my husband Anthony Cox

Sunday Savvy 14

Thanksgiving; a pivot of human consciousness, a well revered center in everyone's quoditian space; whether you find yourself climbing the Everest slopes or flinging the rebounding boomerang way down under in Australia; be you shoeless beggarman at a street corner or king in a palace; it resides inherent in our human soul

Thanksgiving is not about Sundays, but Sundays can prove to be santuaries of the soul at this core point of existence; when every other day is bundled into a tight knot of reverence; Sunday can be our unfurling

Its already the second Sunday of 2012; on the eve of our first full moon

Revisit Sunday Savvy 13


quiet Sunday
packing up Christmas
until next year
--Adelaide

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