Monthly Archives: August 2018

Slipped (Gin) Fizz

Posted on August 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

That’s the biz (all the buzz); pour me a giggle-glug and let’s muttermurmurmutter hiss our way to the kerplunk crunk …………..(rumble-rustle-rush) of phrase. These days, we all hoot and hum, jangle thumbs at days and days …and days of ding-dong … Continue reading →

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Play, and other Sacred Grounds

Posted on August 29, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. We’re merry (go-round and round and round) enough, thank you. For once, we’ll take a generous portion of swing and sway , with a poem on the (other) ………………..s(l)ide.   .. Prompted by Poetic Asides.  

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Mystery Loves Company

Posted on August 29, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… Everyone wanders, wonders why is the sky boo, a ghost-wraith curdle-curled in her own dark sk(e)in? These apples are flailing, not falling, from forests and trees we can no longer seize. We’re making out like banshees, stealing sound and … Continue reading →

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Sacred Ground & other Sorrows

Posted on August 27, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… Trace her indigo, emerald, blush of sunset, rise of moon. Name her lost daughter, holy place, mother earth -en fire, cold desire. Give her a swollen pasture soul, a staggered heartbeat under hungry feet. Quill her center in ancient … Continue reading →

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Bad Blood Blues

Posted on August 23, 2018 by whimsygizmo

Hey won’t you play another somebody done somebody wrong song? – B.J. Thomas   .. Nah. I have grown weary of heart -ache and heartbreak and the un -quiet mistakes that unravel us, whole ; the strains that stain our … Continue reading →

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We’re Off

Posted on August 21, 2018 by whimsygizmo

And I was standing over there, rusting for the longest time. …………………………………….– The Tin Man, The Wizard of Oz   ..  To see how far we’ve ……(cobbled) come, you have to understand: we stood there, hearts ……………(or lack) in hand … Continue reading →

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Learning Curves

Posted on August 15, 2018 by whimsygizmo

  .. I have studied the arc of moon for many days, spiraled in her angled gaze and held her full circumference in waiting hands. I feel that I am getting ………..(swirled, whirled) wiser by her ardent glow, the diameter … Continue reading →

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Hold her carefully, in quiet hands

Posted on August 13, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. This poem is made of cardboard, clouds and clay. She only has a tiny thing ……………….(or two) to say, but she might shout it. She’s all about it – this sunslant, that breeze. She breathes in syllables and sighs; … Continue reading →

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When I Found the Poem at the Center

Posted on August 3, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… , I played it in a scribble and a song. . You played along, and the sky took the shape ………………………………….(escape) of my brightest tears.     .. Playing around with yesterday’s words for Quickly.          … Continue reading →

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Later: rinse, repeat.

Posted on August 2, 2018 by whimsygizmo

This is the first part of an exercise for Miz Quickly. Later, I hope to refine it into something shorter, sharper.    .. I dreamed I wrote a poem in invisible ink. I dreamed I wrote a poem dot-to-dot, with … Continue reading →

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