Tag Archives: micropoetry

syrup sky

Posted on November 19, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. she breathes …………….oh, my under waffled clouds.   .. I soooo wish I could take credit for the title phrase, but it’s Misky’s twiglet today. Come play!       

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as it turns out,

Posted on January 29, 2018 by whimsygizmo

  … we are smallish dragons, wayward songs, tiny poems waiting to be caught …….{fought, taught} by the tail, flailed in storms.     ..

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moon mother lathers the sky

Posted on January 29, 2018 by whimsygizmo

  play magnetic poetry here. 

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why she spills

Posted on January 28, 2016 by whimsygizmo

  … her dna is ink, ………..I think, some splat ….-tered stain ….in violent strain.     ..

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fa la la

Posted on November 26, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.   . prompted by Quickly in November, day 26. 

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three-fourths water, one part salt

Posted on May 24, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. ………….first, the rain: drizzled down like sea fallen from this gray sky. then the notion that it’s all just spilling to earth.   ..prompted by B&P‘s Shadorma & Beyond at mindlovemisery  

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cloud empire

Posted on May 21, 2015 by whimsygizmo

  play magnetic poetry.

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The Significance of Snow

Posted on May 19, 2015 by whimsygizmo

2am and she calls me ’cause I’m still awake. “Can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I don’t love him…winter just wasn’t my season.”                                                          – Anna Nalick, Breathe . It falls soft on everything, makes even harsh seem beautiful: … Continue reading →

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The Everyday Stirrings of Smallish Dragons

Posted on May 17, 2015 by whimsygizmo

artwork by Ulrike Bolenz . Shake the sky. She’ll curl low; trace ………maps, traps, wings, …..and other all -important unfoldings. . Written for magpie tales.

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Delinquencies

Posted on May 13, 2015 by whimsygizmo

The (pied) piper’s about to have his day, have his way with all this red ………….(tape). Let’s just escape, ……skedaddle. ………….Scram. …Bam! Seriously, though. I’m begging you, dog. Like that homeless guy with the cup ……………….(remember?) on our way ……………in … Continue reading →

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