Tag Archives: Garden with Toads

The Land of Un(Sleep)

Posted on June 15, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. The clock is ticking (me off) again, tocking too loud again, clicking and clocking the hours lost. The moon is mocking my lack of sleep, my uncounted sheep, the tilted cost of thinking too hard at 2am. I, too, … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged 2am, Garden with Toads, insomnia, lack of sleep, Toads, uncounted sheep | 7 Comments

Night Bane

Posted on May 25, 2017 by whimsygizmo

“I’m the thing monsters have nightmares about.” – Buffy the Vampire Slayer .. Do monsters dream? A swirl of stakes and garlic and revealing mirrors and silver bullets? Are talons sharpened on the wool of counted sheep? Howl at that … Continue reading →

Posted in moon poems | Tagged Buffy the Vampire Slayer, counting sheep, Garden with Toads, monsters, moon, silver bullets, Toads, vampires, werewolves | 12 Comments

pen-ultimat(um)s

Posted on April 29, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… perhaps, this is (definitelyprobablymaybe) the second to last (to last to last) ………………(too fast) poem i shall ever pen , she tells herself. ……………………..and laughs. .. prompted by toads.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged addicted to poetry, Garden with Toads, nah, never writing again, pens, penultimate, Toads, ultimatums | 10 Comments

Pickup, Aisle 2

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… She was really only there for peaches. But still, she fell – melon ……..over …Man ………..-olos. .. prompted by toads. Also a fun older shoe poem here.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Garden with Toads, grocery store poems, head over heels, love in the produce aisle, Manolos, shoes, Toads | 8 Comments

Poemriah

Posted on April 26, 2017 by whimsygizmo

I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me. – The Outsiders, S.E. Hinton .. Looking in {again} , I wonder just how long it’s been {no doubt} since I was on the inside, looking out. . … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged freaks, Garden with Toads, geeks, nerds, outcast poem, outsiders, pariah, quotes, this poem poems, Toads | 10 Comments

Strutting His Stuff

Posted on April 24, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. He’s all that and that bag of chips, one for his shoulder and one for his bright-eyed tail. He’s turquoise and turned, poised and ready for his runway show, decked out in his finest feathered trails. He’s pride and … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Garden with Toads, peacocks, pride, strutting, Toads | 11 Comments

snails with swords

Posted on April 24, 2017 by whimsygizmo

medieval manuscript marginalia … when the …….s l o w sluggasluggaslugga of life leaves them wanting to slough off their shells, they take up sword and shield, coat of arms for one with none. she {poet, holding feathered … Continue reading →

Posted in NaPoWriMo | Tagged ekphrastic, Garden with Toads, quill, snails, the significance of snails, Toads | 2 Comments

swearing by flowers

Posted on April 23, 2017 by whimsygizmo

…. since i have decided to make syntax part of the fabric of my kisses, misses, bliss, i am far happier here ………….(each petal a tear.) .. Prompted by toads. You’ll find the poem that inspired it here. … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged E.E. Cummings, flowers, Garden with Toads, kisses ever better fate, poems inspired by E.E. Cummings, since feeling is first, Toads | 10 Comments

Over.Under.Through. {How do you do?}

Posted on April 17, 2017 by whimsygizmo

(Her Prepositional Phrase Phase) .. She’s been over easy -worked the rainbow herself the line. She’s been under age suspicion lack of supervision the influence the gun and his tyrannical thumb. She’s been through divorce childbirth loss fear the … Continue reading →