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Per Sonnet Non Grata 

Posted on November 9, 2021 by whimsygizmo

this poem is not about love or plums or counting ways or red red roses(or wheelbarrows).  it’s too staccato for a sonnetand refuses to put on a fetching bonnet or a corset or a fine feathered hat. (take that, Miss Austen.)  it’s got no sense nor sensibility, no … Continue reading →

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insolent daisies

Posted on April 26, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. after, she rips the heads off of each and every one of them, with their little white ……..( l i e s ) petals; opts instead for dandelion’s breeze-blown   r   o   a   r.   .. … Continue reading →

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a sense of snow

Posted on November 24, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. we didn’t know it was the last kiss, just that the sky was turning to slate and steel, churning in its own darkening skin.   ..

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buying a vow

Posted on November 24, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. how to i do when the other one don’t: pretend down is up and up is down. assume a frown is just a smile waiting to turn. kern yourself too closely to the to the end of the alphabet … Continue reading →

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Be Prepared

Posted on April 7, 2015 by whimsygizmo

… Yesterday, you ripped my small heart off my sleeve and pinned it down to your own puffed chest, some kind of merit badge of honor. See, here’s the thing: I have a right to bare arms. And you are … Continue reading →

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