Author Archives: whimsygizmo

Hurricane Heart

.. I thought we were at war ………..before. The twister-tangled words, the crimson anger swirl, the broken glass. The hurt you hurled as you were leaving. The crash of anger -lightning, shattered zen. And then: this cloud (-stirred,shaken) ………..sky, spiked … Continue reading

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a muse, me

, colossal in the awakening of my own un -flat skin, husk ……………………-y voice of silence. these schemes of vein and sinew sky sting a phrase to page, ……………………a transferred why.   .. Prompted by Poetic Asides.        … Continue reading

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sipping sunshine

.. , all that yellow jacket honey -coated daybreak, broken -open dawn. a yawn of moon aiding and a-bedding herself in snowy mountain morning duvet. a fray of sky fabric, billowed soft by breeze. …………………….shaken, …………………….stirred, whirred by one last … Continue reading

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of roads and rage

… hit the road, jack -al, …………scoundrel, …………………….swindling soul. flee this broken place until all that’s left is a speeding car, ………………………..a vanishing of …………………………………….(stars) ……………………………………………..tar.   .. twiglet #114.       

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Or Nothing

.. We throw down our …………(hearts) cards on the table and place our …………………………..(debts)                       (forgive us our debtors)  bets at center. You make fine origami of both Joker cards … Continue reading

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DragonSong

They speak in fiery tongues and burning Braille breath, the taloned syllables of sky. Sanskrit scales and trails of scarlet smoke. We listen with our outstretched hands, our hearts, our will and whim and why, and wonder how long be … Continue reading

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Cauldrons Calling

.. Oh, we’ve got spells. Woo him. Thrill him. Kill him. Spill him to the moon, she’ll hold him fast. Bubble-bubbled, toiled and troubled here in all this midnight mass. You only need bring a broken kite string, your sharpest … Continue reading

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