Monthly Archives: April 2017

to hold the moon on your hungry tongue

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… , first hum her name in scooped vanilla phrase, and let it murmur-melt to silence. drizzle her in dark chocolate sauce sky, with poprock star sprinkles. there’s a milky way shake nearby; just grab a straw and slurp. the … Continue reading →

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Lear-ing at the Moon

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Have you met my best muse, the moon? Some mornings, she leaves way too soon. So I woo her with phrases and sometimes she raises my spirits to joy, from jejune.   .. .. Frank has us pondering Limericks … Continue reading →

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Pickup, Aisle 2

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… She was really only there for peaches. But still, she fell – melon ……..over …Man ………..-olos. .. prompted by toads. Also a fun older shoe poem here.   

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feasting on the moon, and poems

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

{a ramble in sestina form} ..   the moon’s a golden pest, a horizon harlot crack -ing open the sky in a ramble of tide, a hiccup of light. watch her wince -squint her way to dawn’s festoon of crimson … Continue reading →

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pocket poems

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… go ahead, be a pest. crack open your pocket, your heart, your chest. ramble on in perfect rhyme, or hiccup in perfect iambic time. they might wince or squint as you show ’em, but let’s festoon the world with … Continue reading →

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sunset unsavored

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. when we hurry through ……to yawn ……to dawn ..we miss ..the last kiss of tangerine-cherry slush sky.     ..  

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Manna {What is it?}

Posted on April 26, 2017 by whimsygizmo

              google images .. Apparently, there was no food in their food for awhile there. A couple of ingredients shy of plastic. P r e s e r v a t i v e … Continue reading →

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Poemriah

Posted on April 26, 2017 by whimsygizmo

I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me. – The Outsiders, S.E. Hinton  .. Looking in {again} , I wonder just how long it’s been {no doubt} since I was on the inside, looking out. . … Continue reading →

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Paper Tigers

Posted on April 26, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… This poem has no re -morse code, no regrets. It does not wish it wasn’t, or want to be something else, even as it trips over its own un -iambic feet. It’s complete in its im -perfections, its imp … Continue reading →

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Regrets, Get Your Regrets!

Posted on April 26, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Regrets, get your regrets! Your troubles and your frets! Bad relationships? We’ve got ’em, and just when you think you’ve hit rock bottom, we can add that fifth divorce to the pile. Job you hate? There’s no debate! And … Continue reading →

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