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little word freaks

Posted on April 18, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. we squeaks in syllables, speaks in rhythm and rhyme. we knows how to blows a phrase about in breeze. we sees ourselves as scribblers, ink-dribblers of divine. we frees the words from white, and writes our wrongs. we sirens … Continue reading →

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Because the sky was such a sinister shade of blue

Posted on April 18, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. That was the day you told me this could be e v e r y t h i n g and I knew it was true. That was also the day you broke my soul …………………….in two. .. … Continue reading →

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Nostradamus Sneezed

Posted on April 15, 2019 by whimsygizmo

, and the world was pleased to be ending in a ball of fire, a slash of apocalyptic rain, be -ginning again. There was a holy -cost, atomic bomb, earthquake, ground shake; men would fall. And he …….(in apothecary glee) … Continue reading →

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of being

Posted on April 14, 2019 by whimsygizmo

this poem is typing herself into a state of …………..(Nevada, Texas, Idaho) mind. she’s left behind her fury and her furry bunny slippers. sip her slowly, and you’ll see; she’s full of grace and glee and a wee bit of … Continue reading →

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the art of brevity

Posted on April 12, 2019 by whimsygizmo

In April, we poem.

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lucky poem #8

Posted on April 8, 2019 by whimsygizmo

she’s great. she’s rated highly on the rich -ter scale, wanted in twelve countries and two states for the way she clacks the black, leads between the lines. she’s fine. completely unperturbed by all the violence and wasted silence this … Continue reading →

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After You Have Called Upon That One Last Wishing Star

Posted on May 7, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. , won’t you hold for me a petaled breeze between your teeth, speak some quiet sigh -lence into my hungry ear? will you save for me a song or two ………(a day, a year) from this crushed dawn; a … Continue reading →

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aubade for all things fading, strong

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

{fare thee well, april} Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. – Semisonic, Closing Time a smoothness which sings,saying (though love be a day) do not fear,we will go amaying. – E.E. Cummings .. April bends, … Continue reading →