Another day
in a long succession of days,
each following the last,
and preceding the next;
when will it ever end?
dy’Lun – no planet;
ny wonn vy why it’s dy’Lun,
but it is – dydh da!
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dy =shortening of ‘dydh’ = day
Lun = yet to find out
dy’Lun = Monday
ny wonn vy = I don’t know (exactly that phrase)
dydh da! = Good day! / Hello!
dy’Sul at week’s end,
dydh da, sos – my Sunday friend;
Gerlyow attend.
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A mix of Kernewek and English, with layers of meaning and rhymes combining both.
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dy = a contraction of ‘dydh’ = day
dy’Sul = Sunday
Sul = the Sun
dydh = day
da = good
dydh da = hello! / Good day!
sos = friend
Gerlyow = words
Thursday is dy’Yow,
it’s named after Jupiter,
‘Yow’ in Kernewek.
dy’Yow = Thursday
Yow = Jupiter
Kernewek = Cornish
Thursday’s not ugly;
indeed, most days are pretty;
yet some are quite plain.
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Thursday, never plain,
and always interesting,
is here once again.
Is it Saturday already?
Wow!
How
did that that happen?
One minute it was Friday,
the next, Saturday!
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I suppose that’s how time works,
even though it is a created device,
and twenty-four time zones
(If not more, or less)
go through the process
of ‘Clocking Over’
as I like to call it.
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What ever will they think of next?
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And who are
they?
Mid Day.
Not a day, as such;
however, there are more of them
than any other day of the month.
Short and sweet,
a time to eat,
betwixt the morning before,
and the afternoon after,
perhaps, then, there is time enough
for a shortish burst of laughter.
It is also known as noon,
and there are twenty-four of them
around the world,
every day.
What more need I say?
On a Friday
What would you say
could be more wonderful
than writing poetry on a Friday?
Answers on a very large postcard.
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No, seriously,
what could ever be better
than putting words together?
.
Obviously you have to be selective
with your word placements,
otherwise, dishclockpotatoes,
or cloth gaze mute paragraphs
might occur,
although…
Not that long ago
it was Monday, now Tuesday,
soon it’s Wednesday.
What’s with all the constant change?
Can’t the week make it’s mind up?
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PS Wednesday can have 2 or 3 syllables –
upon this occasion I have used the 3-syllable variant. Please bear that in mind when you read the above – thank you.
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Tagged #Monday, #poetry. #poem, #tanka, #Tuesday, #Wednesday, #Week, @Days
It’s an auspicious day;
however, I’m suspicious about the fact
that it’s raining again –
like it did in May;
and nothing really changes,
it just comes back time
and time again
in a slightly different order
(exactly like my poems)
weather you like it
or them
or not.
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