Tag Archives: dancing

Meaning of Morning

Posted on November 16, 2020 by whimsygizmo

: with her sun-sliver smile and the way she shines anew;  she’s got a secret, see? All thingscan change, rearrange themselves  into new songs. And some things can be (a 5, 6, 7, 8) counted on,                                            like rising.  :: written for poetic asides November … Continue reading →

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First Dance

Posted on April 17, 2017 by whimsygizmo

{1984}   .. We are all stiff arms and too-long limbs and sweaty palms and Lionel is belting out Hello and I just know everybody is watching and I’m not even really sure I like you anymore and then the … Continue reading →

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Required

Posted on June 15, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. Some of us gather ourselves in stars, stones, scars, and the quiet places traced between the usual lines. Pieced together softly, we find our centers. Add skin. Begin to wonder what we were building in the first place. Call … Continue reading →

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this poem is a wild child

Posted on October 12, 2015 by whimsygizmo

, a fleeting thought caught on a string, bleating out her most quiet things and watching them float. it’s a wild er -nest, a best chance at consorting with clouds and drinking out loud of the deepest blue see. it’s … Continue reading →

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I’ll Never-Land This Day

Posted on November 22, 2014 by whimsygizmo

Did you say ……………………………………….the pixie dust is gone? ….I shall fend for myself, …………………………………….fly ……………..by the seat …………………………………of my own ………………………………………..dance. .

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