Author Archives: whimsygizmo

Works of F(r)iction

… We tell lies in the cellar, sell our words for tiny button photographs of time. We’re in the weeds, berry -kissed and a little touched in the head. We’re re:cording ourselves sane, playing games across the fence between sigh … Continue reading

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Stop Me (If You’ve Heard This One Before)

… So, this poet walks into a ……..{space} …..bar and hyphen -ate hydrates herself with a trochee or two, and begins pledging ………..poems to a metered moon. Soon, the stars are all (g)listening, until they just can’t stop. ……………………Cue ……………………the … Continue reading

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run two (point five)

……..{miles} to feel alive, to feel the breeze on your face and the night sky on your skin. say good morning to the moon and the stars and the new grace that’s ours if we let it soak in. ..

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run, too

{just two} {miles} cuz it’s all that you have time for. there are kids to get to school and all kinds of morning urgencies and emergencies and more. but first, run two. just you. in the silence of a midnight … Continue reading

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copper penny fountains {in which she finally uses all the words to describe something other than the moon}

… With storm breath and flickered fear, we open journey-jars, spill-skip dream -coins into bubbled shadows. Dance a wish, lull-curl-whispered across spring-surface. The echo-sound’s a cued breeze, melted shimmer-grin-ghost. A boast-giggle, drizzled-green dawn. The twist leaves sparks, still-twisted scars that … Continue reading

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Waking softly, slowly

Every day’s the first day of something or other, so we remember the blue. And the blues. The used toothpaste tube. The scent of rain, fading. The crumbling of time. And the way this sly sky holds court with tree … Continue reading

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wisps of clouds, and silence

run three …………………{miles} prayerfully. ask for confidence, grace and grit to get through this crazy day. gratefully. with eyes that see all this gorgeous day might be.     ..

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