Tag Archives: lungs

with toes in stream 

Posted on November 10, 2021 by whimsygizmo

,the world just seems a kinder place, a gentle grace of moon-spill murmured song.  our feet a-swim, we pebble stories, rebel glories; bid our lungs to hum along.  :: In November, we poem.

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she runs

Posted on May 2, 2019 by whimsygizmo

 … {just one} mostly more, but never in            a        row. she knows she’ll never be a marathon girl or a speed queen, but she’s seen her strong legs fly, and listened to her lungs sing impossible air.     .. Written … Continue reading →

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This poem might never have been written

Posted on May 29, 2016 by whimsygizmo

… , were it not for a message from a distant friend: Hey! Thought of you! Check it out! (insert link to poetry challenge here.) Sure, she’d dabbled. Had inky fingers all her life. Seasons of indigo flow. Teenaged angst, … Continue reading →

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