Daily Archives: November 16, 2017

Third Rock

Posted on November 16, 2017 by whimsygizmo

(who laugh and cry)who dream,create and kill while the world moves;and every part stands still: – E.E. Cummings Here’s my arms we can hide today and love the world away. – Kenny Rogers   We all live in glass houses … Continue reading →

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still trying to hug that blue-green marbled mess

Posted on November 16, 2017 by whimsygizmo

i think that i have finally be -friended the dragon. she and i, we cool. we drool in fire and sky, and fly in the face of fear. she slays me with her wit, her will, her whim and want. … Continue reading →

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An Open Letter to the World

Posted on November 16, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. This poem would like to apologize to all concerned for her audacity, her glib glee and her faux false hope. She has asked too much and lost touch with reality one too many ……………..(lines) times. She’s wished on broken … Continue reading →

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