Tag Archives: here there be dragons

DragonDance

Posted on November 22, 2021 by whimsygizmo

Every Saturday night, the girls once again don the crowns, but looped round (and round and round) their arms as hula hoopsspun in a whirl of rubysapphirediamondgold. War stories are told and fairytales spun, too, and the rescued dragons know just what to do with the cast-off (ridiculous) high -heeled shoes (they’re … Continue reading →

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here there be dragons

Posted on April 27, 2021 by whimsygizmo

we be -lieve in them, of course as we have seen them withour own eyes. their embered breath,spiking the sky. their spangled skin, tangled in scars. imagine our delight to find they’re on our side,joining our nightly fire-dance, and teaching us to fly. ::PAD, day 27.

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Wander World

Posted on April 26, 2021 by whimsygizmo

Here, they’re barefoot and barefaced and the only crowns they wear are daisy-chained. They’re stained in wild berries and luscious mud and maple syrup. They’re warriors of whimsy, wildlings writing their own stories withsticky fingers and hearts finally given a chance. The night sky’s their only gownand they’ve doubled down … Continue reading →

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The Princesses Finally Rage Quit {And Form a Nature Society}

Posted on April 22, 2021 by whimsygizmo

You might find them in the woods, if you can get past the nymphs (who are on their side). They only want the kiss of breeze, the romance of trees, the squeeeee of mud-lucious squish between unadorned toes. They’re done with spells and slippers and … Continue reading →

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Save Me

Posted on April 21, 2021 by whimsygizmo

See, here’s the thing: I’m no damsel in distress,just ridiculously dressedto the nines when I should have worn sensible shoes, but this damn ball was the endand be-all of my stepmother’s crazy squall, so I tried to comply. And now (I can’t say exactly … Continue reading →

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smallish dragons in disguise

Posted on April 20, 2021 by whimsygizmo

they pass themselves off as flies, having given their fire to the lightning bugs and shrugged their scales for gossamer wings. but we recognize the spangled colors of their skin, the way sea and river call to them. they dip and sway and pass the day in bedazzled … Continue reading →

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the secret shenanigans of smallish dragons

Posted on April 12, 2021 by whimsygizmo

they race, their faces turned to saffron -seasoned sun, their embered voices raging ona play of roar and soar and con-viction of great rising moon. :: PAD Challenge, day 12.

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tell me again about the dragons (and the plums)

Posted on November 30, 2020 by whimsygizmo

we ate them all (the plums, not the dragons) so cold, just waiting there in the ice -box. we left none for the dragons (so hot).they’re left with nothing but wasted thought and witch-craft and hungry tums and fiery hums. :: a quick remix for poetic asides … Continue reading →

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tell me again about the dragons

Posted on November 21, 2020 by whimsygizmo

and their embered breath , scales scar-scraping the sky. tell me of their kind-ling songs, the twisted wrongs of talon, tongue. whisper me their battle -blazed cry, the sacred why of tinder hearts. sigh me the cindered center of their flame, that i might … Continue reading →