Daily Archives: August 12, 2019

dandelions in the rain

Posted on August 12, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. she wears a scarf of scribbled poem fluff, just thick enough to ……………(warn) warm us. and her voice cracks open this one last stone of truth: the day’s a storm of sting and silence and we’re all just waiting … Continue reading →

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Sky Calling

Posted on August 12, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. The stars are sharp tonight, tongues of fire that freeze and float …………..and fall, and we wish they would un-Braille ….us, sing these syllables in a language we might hear and …………..know. The moon? ……..She’s just a golden-throated swallow … Continue reading →

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