Tag Archives: heart

slightly used

Posted on June 2, 2021 by whimsygizmo

a bit abused,but still in working order. beats fine. runs sometimes, but only races the breeze. resuscitated in ’96, now clicks and ticks to the rhythm of true. slightly ask-ew about the world, and words. often absurd in both size and scope. a little tender, thin-skinned. inquire … Continue reading →

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There’s no place like ho(me).

Posted on April 21, 2021 by whimsygizmo

We’ve danced these saffron cobbled streets, somehow summoned heart brains courage and (sorta stolen) a fine pair of crimson shoes.  We’ve pulled back the curtain and seen for certain that wizards witches wars aren’t worth their weight or worry.  We’ve clicked our heels and scurried away from  munchkins meanies monkeys and all manner of nonsense from earth … Continue reading →

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Silver Bells, Cockle Shells, Pretty Maids

Posted on February 11, 2019 by whimsygizmo

my blood approves and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. – E.E. Cummings  .. She’s fussing about out there in the garden again, cussing out the flowers. Loves me, loves -me-nots, forget-me-dids. Shattered … Continue reading →

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We’re Off

Posted on August 21, 2018 by whimsygizmo

And I was standing over there, rusting for the longest time. …………………………………….– The Tin Man, The Wizard of Oz   ..  To see how far we’ve ……(cobbled) come, you have to understand: we stood there, hearts ……………(or lack) in hand … Continue reading →

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Portrait of a Rogue and Rebel Heart

Posted on April 2, 2018 by whimsygizmo

Shhhh , and I’ll tell you one small snapshot secret: it’s got stops and starts and a staggered, stuttered b   e   a   t. Don’t take a picture; it won’t last longer. Just stand quite still awhile ……and ……………listen.   ..

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Thrum

Posted on February 6, 2018 by whimsygizmo

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. – Sylvia Plath .. I am a flicker of phrase in a curious jar. Firefly waiting. I am quiet lightning, … Continue reading →

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Run Four (and a Little More)

Posted on August 24, 2017 by whimsygizmo

in the humidity. in the humility. in the hummm-idity of a new day. through the rainy breeze. through the whispering trees. through the raging seas of your own crazy brain. run four (and a little more) to clear your mind. … Continue reading →

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HeArt Confession

Posted on September 26, 2016 by whimsygizmo

  I am afraid of my own dark shadow heart. Afraid of the ways it stops and starts and stutters and strains to hear. Tired. Of its tirades and tears. Mired in the muck of its un -stuck rusted out … Continue reading →

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You Can’t Buy Ruby Slippers at a Kansas Hardware Store

Posted on April 23, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. That was no ordinary twister, Mister, and Dorothy had a dream and now she’s on the hunt for just the right shade of crimson heels. Blue and white check and black MaryJanes are, at best, as country bumpkin as … Continue reading →

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when the moon gives a less than subtle nudge

Posted on October 28, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. when the sky has painted on her most blatant silver smile, dipped herself in indigo silk and inked her way to forever, when all these unabashed stars are connecting the dots and lending quiet constellations to my unmapped heart, … Continue reading →

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