Daily Archives: April 20, 2021

smallish dragons in disguise

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

they pass themselves off as flies, having given their fire to the lightning bugs and shrugged their scales for gossamer wings.  but we recognize the spangled colors of their skin, the way sea and river call to them. they dip and sway and pass the day in bedazzled … Continue reading →

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Orion finds another love poem in his belt loop

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

The three sisters have placed it there, fighting over him again. Good heavens,  but he’s confuzzled, puzzled by all this shine. Tomorrow they will Braille  him sweet nothings in the stars; stitch hima swooning moon of Venus, a Valentine of Mars. Ursa (major, … Continue reading →

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With Munch Foresight

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

How did the guy who painted The Scream know 2020+ would be such a bad dream?  Still catching up, with Sunday’s poem.

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White Rabbits

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

She’s seeing them again (she’s late, so late) and questioning her sanity and her size.  Drink me, shrink me calls the brew(she’s late, so late) and there are two (tweedle) twins to ponder.  She wonders what the Queen of Hearts will say when she sees these tears.  No matter, … Continue reading →

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Alice in (Daisy) Chains {Again}

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

Does the rabbit love her? (The Queen of Hearts does not.)  If she drinks the “drink me” will her heart get caught  up in all this wonder? Will she be late, so late, for a date  with destiny? Will she shrink in her own skin, … Continue reading →

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ungracious ghosts

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

they haunt without love or forethought, caught only in the un-clacked black of their white-sheet skins. 

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though love be a day

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

,  this poem is not:that red(wheelbarrow) red rose, or a summer’s day, or some weird wild ecstasy over a Grecian urn.  it’s not walking in beauty nor on the road less taken or through some godforsaken woods (in snow, or otherwise).  it’s not counting the ways or the breaths or the deaths … Continue reading →

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she’s all uppity, in her bright april sky

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

spring’s got the bothers again,her bloom-ers all up in a tither, scattered hither-and-yon with yawn of breeze.  she’s got trees to woo,things to do, bees to boo into buzz.  sunshine’s waitingfor her to blushbudcry; hex and vex that startled stolen sky.  The Quadrille’s mine over at dVerse … Continue reading →

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