Tag Archives: copper pennies

The Trick of Losing What You Never Had 

Posted on April 19, 2023 by whimsygizmo

It still stings the tongue like birthday candles spent,  this smack of un-shouldered salt and cotton regret,  the tang of time and sour sweat.  We wish the universe was ours,and chew the cud of crumbling stars.  ::In April, she poems.

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3 forms on luck

Posted on April 13, 2021 by whimsygizmo

that copper taste in a disappointed mouth (a shadorma)  the stench of burnt birthday candle and lost wish,burned-out star that crashes before it’s caught. fireflies dead in jars.   falling stars (a triolet)  do they count themselves lucky, tooas they fall like fire from the sky? with their … Continue reading →

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how’d we get so?

Posted on November 13, 2020 by whimsygizmo

this poem is that shiny copper penny and the horseshoe turned to sky and the wild why of dandelion fluff and other wished-on stuff                       {like stars} . it’s worth its own saltand a sprinkle of (p)luckand has the audacity to sneeze a syllable in public so help me God                     {bless you.}  … Continue reading →

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eyelash flutter

Posted on April 4, 2020 by whimsygizmo

we huff and puff and blow dandelion fluff from here to kingdom come. go ahead, rub the genie’s lamp. rub the buddha’s belly. catch that copper penny fountain scent right between your teeth. we are salt-over-shoulder safe, falling for nothing. … Continue reading →

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Pouring hope from tea leaves

Posted on October 21, 2019 by whimsygizmo

, we wish upon whatever we can scrounge: these shattered stars, the kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun and one last candle’s kiss. It tastes like copper -penny fountains and a stolen horseshoe score, a broken silver skystone all aquiver … Continue reading →

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

Posted on August 14, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… 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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