Daily Archives: April 3, 2017

butterscotch pockets

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

(for uncle don)  .. you held them there near your heart, those golden pieces of sun, where our tiny hungry hands could always reach.   .. A second offering for today’s NaPoWriMo.    

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petaled pages of love

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. we quench our thirst with feathered spell, and poems fall like early flowers. ..    

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Holding Out for Rain, without the Dance

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Follow the rise of eyes to sky. While waiting, we place shame near the base of a fallow tree, a primal garden reaching for a Judas kiss.   .. A day-late Wordle.    

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aubade with a broken bloom

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) – E.E. Cummings ..   april … Continue reading →

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Labyrinth of Love

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

  .. The grief is a gangrene monster sitting on her chest, a long lone echo through the empty corridors where there used to be a whole wide world.   .. Prompted by PAD day 3.      

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The Swish and Stammer and Smudge of Love

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

Oh, but she’s a storm. The sky’s got a new slant, curl of cloud and scattered song. The syllables of her name are fleeting, sleeting, bleeding ink and drinking in the stone -washed bruises of another dawn.   .. Prompted … Continue reading →

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Black Olives

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

(Elegy for Bridget)   .. In lieu of flowers (which die and die and die again) , we bring you salty ebony orbs in a proper crystal dish, even though nobody likes them ……………………………….but you.   .. NaPoWriMo, day 3.  … Continue reading →

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