Tag Archives: aubades

aubade with a broken smile

Posted on August 22, 2022 by whimsygizmo

morning breaks us open, and we ponder dragon-breath clouds and all that crimson fire. we’ve already held these miles between our teeth and found them too salty, too muddled-much for day’s embrace. the sky’s a quiet place to trace our last good -byes. ::Linda’s got a great word … Continue reading →

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aubade to broken

Posted on April 9, 2022 by whimsygizmo

the day cracks open with a scarlet smile to hide its mourning. that first bird caw is the empty gnaw of displaced dark. we wanted more. we wanted all. we wanted whole moon-light, not that evil Cheshire cat smile broken fingernail crescent scar now fading. ::In April, we poem.

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Aubade with Yolk on Its Face

Posted on November 9, 2021 by whimsygizmo

:: And suddenly the day’s cracked open like a broken storm,with me alone at center. :: In November, we poem. This one’s an aubade.

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Aubade with eggshell shards

Posted on April 22, 2021 by whimsygizmo

The day cracks open (again) too soon, all broken yolk goo and too-bright sky. She wasn’t quite finished with that silken moon, the silver-blackeyed promises of stars. It’s got sharp edges and a bird-song sting, too many things and not enough salt. ::PAD, day 22.

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Abide (an Aubade)

Posted on November 30, 2020 by whimsygizmo

Crack open that bright blue dawn and watch the sun yawn and stretch again, begin to light our f(l)ight. We raise wings and sing, abide in deeper things than the morrows and sorrows of this place. This day, we find grace in the staying. :: it’s Quadrille … Continue reading →

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Hesitations of the Dawn

Posted on May 9, 2018 by whimsygizmo

We forget her scar -let dress is just for early risin’, surprisin’ us with all its crimson silk applause. Pause, take a second ………..look , and book a table for two near the horizon. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides. … 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 →

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This here’s the story of a girl.

Posted on April 27, 2018 by whimsygizmo

(an ovillejo aubade) .. She borrowed light of moon …………too soon to hold the stars above …………with love. And by the break of dawn, …………she’s gone. But in her parting song, you’ll find a hidden line that holds you just … Continue reading →

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Aubade with Broken Fingers

Posted on March 9, 2018 by whimsygizmo

She’s doing some aching again, greeting the day with open hands and a moaning heart, starting a song on this sky piano with knuckles lost to greater fights. She’s right at the center of that rising sun, mourning loss … Continue reading →