Monthly Archives: May 2017

Lego Decisions

Posted on May 31, 2017 by whimsygizmo

  ..  We’ve known all along that we are building something from nothing, that each click together is all part of the design. We know dropped bricks mean sore soles, and that the instructions are long gone. We know the … Continue reading →

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Snapping at the Sky

Posted on May 31, 2017 by whimsygizmo

She’s bruised, but I can’t tell if she’s abused …………….or just camera shy.   .. Prompted by Poetic Asides.   

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Magi(c)

Posted on May 30, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… We spin in gold and frank, incensed words; mirth. Myth. Ribbons of phrase, ink-stained paper hearts, the wrappings and trappings of pain and passion. We fashion our -selves in tissue-thin jars, the scars that come in silver moon slivers … Continue reading →

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the significance of a washed-out sky

Posted on May 30, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. she’s flannel-soft today, the muddled braised white of a favorite tee turned ……………inside ……….out.   .. twiglet#26. ..

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This Season of Crimped Grass

Posted on May 29, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. We breathe the cold, snapped against silence; the blue seeps into our bones. We raise our limbs to a cracked-open sky, the clouds like overlapping stones.   .. wordled.    

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fiddle moon

Posted on May 28, 2017 by whimsygizmo

    play magnetic poetry here.   

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Re:Pair

Posted on May 25, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. I won’t try to fix you , if you’ll just let me fly.   .. prompted by poetic asides.   

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Night Bane

Posted on May 25, 2017 by whimsygizmo

“I’m the thing monsters have nightmares about.” – Buffy the Vampire Slayer  .. Do monsters dream? A swirl of stakes and garlic and revealing mirrors and silver bullets? Are talons sharpened on the wool of counted sheep? Howl at that … Continue reading →

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Mr. Fixit Tries to Spackle the Moon

Posted on May 24, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Too soon, he realizes it’s use -less; she’s born …….too many scars. And besides, she’s shrinking again. Waning until she’s weightless, wantless, willed and whiled to sky. Ask him why he keeps at it, and he’ll tell you this: … Continue reading →

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Manchester, and More

Posted on May 23, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. The world is aching again, like a rotten tooth. I long for silence and the calm dry wash of a brighter ……….moon.   .. twiglet #25.  

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