Tag Archives: hum

how to get away with murmur 

Posted on April 13, 2022 by whimsygizmo

open cap, tremble penbarely move your jaw or chin.   mutterwhisper underbreath, ink-cantations and syllabled  spells. breathe in, scrawlout small. em-brace your shadow’s  thrum. scribble some.invite a star-ling to join your hum.   ::In April, we poem.

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hum again

Posted on April 29, 2019 by whimsygizmo

even when the world shouts loud and the heart breaks easy, even when the devil’s in the details and the day’s tales and the dawn, even when your song is silenced. be numb again. then thaw to sunrise, surrender to … Continue reading →

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{in which she attempts to define love and hate in 17 syllables each}

Posted on April 9, 2019 by whimsygizmo

{…while holding her breath until morning} ::   Love’s got a quiet star tongue, st(r)ung bright in an infinite hum-hope-sky. Hate holds too much fire in its own belly; wastes its breath on fear, and sting.   ::   .. … Continue reading →

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The Low-Hummed Hope of Other Songs  

Posted on October 9, 2018 by whimsygizmo

  … We have wandered ……….(once again) too far. Become un -lucky in our gaze. These streetlights falter, alter shadows, offer cobbled stones. Perhaps we have bartered our broken much too soon, settled for the passing of the buck by … Continue reading →

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(S)Lumber Parties for Dizzy-Daisy Princesses

Posted on April 23, 2018 by whimsygizmo

See, here’s the thing:  the men -folk are all off engaging in the hum -drum dumb of war and snoozing laws. We prefer a (rebel-with-a-cause) preponderance of paws, and whip -cream shapes and declarations that go a-May-ing: National Peanut Butter … Continue reading →

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to hold the moon on your hungry tongue

Posted on April 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… , first hum her name in scooped vanilla phrase, and let it murmur-melt to silence. drizzle her in dark chocolate sauce sky, with poprock star sprinkles. there’s a milky way shake nearby; just grab a straw and slurp. the … Continue reading →

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Her song has a small, slow leak

Posted on March 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. like a low moon, waning. , a pin-prick star -stolen breath. Stanza. Syllable. Sigh -lence. Sky. A tre(m)bled clef. Who knows? Maybe you will find your way ……………………….here and wonder why she’s still waiting for that tiny blue balloon … Continue reading →

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birdsong

Posted on March 21, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. long my waiting into morning hope, a hum of blossomed breeze   ..

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Breathing Room

Posted on February 1, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Make a ceiling of this sky, indigo in all its glory. Embrace the bound -aries of this room, this infinite space, this place we’ve been given to inhale and exhale and grow to know our -selves, each other. Gather … Continue reading →

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The low and quiet hum of it

Posted on August 16, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. There’s an aria here, too, and ballad moments. Nights filled with long slow love songs. Days drumming our hands against the furniture to the beat of our kids’ hearts, the rock album noisy rhythm of it all. There’s the … Continue reading →

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