Daily Archives: November 7, 2017

Mango Sky

Posted on November 7, 2017 by whimsygizmo

It’s 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday It doesn’t get much worse than this In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle of these lives which are completely meaningless …………..Counting Crows, Perfect Blue Buildings The mass of men lead … Continue reading →

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{Wherein She Centers Her Chi Over Chai Tea}

Posted on November 7, 2017 by whimsygizmo

Beat your plowshares into swords and your pruning hooks into spears; Let the weak say, “I am a mighty man.” – Joel 3:10   .. Let’s say these scars are the places the sun shines through. The places the world … Continue reading →

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At Least She’s Got a Good Beat

Posted on November 7, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… This poem is a Tuesday afternoon. She’s still mooning over Monday. She’s got “someday” on her mind, and too many places to be. She would gladly pay you a farthing a starling a song to get on outta here, … Continue reading →

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