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Author Archives: whimsygizmo
ok, so this is ’bout to be just ’bout da best poem you ever did see, soon as i get me muse awaked. soon as I get these fingers shaked just right, soon as the light slants on the page, soon as i get these wars all … Continue reading
we uncage her, engage her in song. the world’s a skyof branches and blue, a humming-hope promiseof wing and wind. written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.
if you bend low, i can stand on your should-ers and stretch up up up on my tiptoes to reach Orion’s belt and fly. ::written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.
and their embered breath , scales scar-scraping the sky. tell me of their kind-ling songs, the twisted wrongs of talon, tongue. whisper me their battle -blazed cry, the sacred why of tinder hearts. sigh me the cindered center of their flame, that i might … Continue reading
this poem is a moving tar-get, sludged-smudge scribble of a scrabbled star. she’s too far off center to make her point, dart-ing about in the dark without a true mark. she’s got one dang -ling thought caught on a linebut she’s quite … Continue reading
than my last confusion,the last profession of this secret sky. farther than this raging sea, higher than these unquiet stars. it’s been too long since i’ve been on my knees, listeningto all you’ve laid before me: gracegenuflected in crescent scars. ::written for poetic asides … Continue reading
(i think),why i must go with the flow of the ocean and all that ink. :: written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.
this poem is more naughty than nice, spicy syllables laced with ghost -pepper, ancho and then carelessly t o s s e d in a mean serrano poblano moon sauce. :: written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.
(in response to William Carlos Williams) I have beaten the hums of my hungry tum by the witch-craft of probably leaving and fasting Forgive meI am delirious so slowand so old :: written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.