Daily Archives: March 23, 2015

this poem

Posted on March 23, 2015 by whimsygizmo

…. this poem sizzles, singes, sings. there are things this poem knows, but will not tell. it spells re -lief and wriggles free of tasks and masks, hum -anity. this poem is a struggling song that knows no difference be … Continue reading →

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S(hr)ink to Fit

Posted on March 23, 2015 by whimsygizmo

…. We watch the wind sink into the sea, pulled by swollen moon. The sky is a bruised bumble -bee, stung by silence, crim -son song. How shall we count the tears that have salted these sands? In teaspoons, thimbles, … Continue reading →

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Me, Op

Posted on March 23, 2015 by whimsygizmo

… This poem is an in -solent soul dressed in a silk kimono, a puzzle with a missing piece. This poem is a sardonic hag eating sardines straight from the can, while listening to the Batman theme. This poem is … Continue reading →

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Chamber of Secrets

Posted on March 23, 2015 by whimsygizmo

“My heart is not here” – Sir Walter Scott … Have you seen her? I sent her out for a long stroll along this indigo sea, and she has not yet come back ………….to me. Perhaps she stopped ……for a … Continue reading →

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