Tag Archives: April PAD 2018

Sea

Posted on November 25, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… I’m not sure where …….the moon went, …but I think it might be ………………..my fault. I miss her. So please, ……forgive ..my salt.   .. Poem ketchuping.   

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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 →

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{pondering the closing of another april}

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo
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curtain call for a fading moon

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

too soon, this midnight sky ……………….-scrim closes, and she supposes ……………..what life is like backstage.     …

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The Case of the Threaded Honeybee Elm-Embattled BrabbleWave

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… Pluck every petal (don’t stop til you get to the center), and you’ll see the deal: The buzzies are busy bickering over the allure of roses, the favored fragrance of free ……….-sia. They’re responding to the wisdom of reluctant … Continue reading →

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Closing Time

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. So a strophe and a spondee walk into a bar, and order a round (-elay).Bartender deals them up a couple of rum -bled phrases, heads to the back to crack open another case of beer and a jar of … Continue reading →

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Riposte for a Curious Sky

Posted on April 29, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. What is it we have learned from pebbled songs? Simply this: We are word warriors forming sacred battle lines just in (case)time for our brokenness to find a place to feel (g)rounde(d);lay its small unquiet secrets. We have a … Continue reading →

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the reluctant ripple of small stones on capillary waves

Posted on April 28, 2018 by whimsygizmo

{surface tension}   .. what is it we have learned from pebbled songs? see how they break the skin of this Lake, take a moment to disturb, displace the norm, ………………..create …………………small ………………..unquiet …………………storms.   .. Poetic Asides April PAD … Continue reading →

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Title Wave

Posted on April 28, 2018 by whimsygizmo

We tried to tell you the storm ………….was coming, that these phrases have been arranging their kin and ken in kingdom, phylum, class …….-ified order for weeks. In case you’re wondering, they’re here, and they’ve brought whirl ……………..-wind reinforcements. Have … Continue reading →

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Once Upon a Poem

Posted on April 27, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… {Stop me if you’ve heard this one before.} , there was a feracious inkle-weaver who was married to the moon. She steeped her quill in scent of stars, urged fire -flies into sway and seized the (roun)d(el)ay (raw, unformed) … Continue reading →

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