Tag Archives: moon songs

Tea, and Stars

Posted on January 28, 2019 by whimsygizmo

There’s a chai sky brewing, stewing in its own bright stir. She whirls, stretches long against a sugar cube moon and raises …………….(hands, ………………heart, ………………..hell) to tell her deepest stories, to spell herself in shards, to allow these aching leaves … Continue reading →

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language lessons

Posted on May 8, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. i am still studiously listening to the stutter of trees, the Braille of breeze, and the way these feathered things might sway their song. that moon, she’s a teacher. a preacher. a reacher of stars. a quiet far -off … Continue reading →

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Mooning {again}

Posted on April 23, 2018 by whimsygizmo

Love her, love her (k)not; secret her against your skin and taste her salt. She is the running of the wolves, is the shaking of the photograph, is a grainy and lamenting sky. Warn her of your passing, and warm … Continue reading →

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16 new ways of looking at the moon

Posted on April 16, 2018 by whimsygizmo

{for she is ever, always, my favorite.} i. she’s a hush-hush hum in a clandestine sky, a whisper in the spiral ears of stars. ii. she’s the smudge-sketched thumbprint tintype of some long -gone goddess. iii. don’t stop looking for … Continue reading →

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Lamentations of a Wayward Moon

Posted on April 12, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… You blame me for the tides ……………………(both sides) even though I have whispered you that small thing no one else knows: they’ve got a mind of their own. Be -ware, they’ll swallow you whole (or half, waxing or waning … Continue reading →

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Overheard Overhead

Posted on April 21, 2017 by whimsygizmo

{found poems in moon thought}   .. As far as mass goes, she’s a stone. No light of her own. The actual length, in flatrocks is waning. She’s shrinking, thinking. Looks prehistoric, right? She’s sky-wise and old bone tired. Wired … Continue reading →

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In the Beginning was the Word.

Posted on April 19, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. In the beginning was the ………………………….word.   .. .. And the poet’s heart did swell, and quill her soul a quiet song. Longing to etch is somewhere safe, she confessed her need to the moon, who loaned her a … Continue reading →

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solar system

Posted on April 16, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. they’ve got it down to a science, an order. an orbit. each in its place, spinning around fire. but this is heart: the desire for a generous scoop of stars, a resurrected moon.   .. Prompted by PAD, day … Continue reading →

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Mother Moon Takes a Coffee Break

Posted on April 15, 2017 by whimsygizmo

  .. You’re waning again, oh, half-done moon, half-won moon. Straining again to borrow enough light sorrow enough flight to take a larger bite of this broken sky, this tokened why. You take it black with a milky way pour, … Continue reading →

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shimmy, shimmy

Posted on December 8, 2016 by whimsygizmo

…. she cocoa -pop slides right up into the sky, all smoky and serene and screened in by curtain clouds. she’s a sly one, not shy; golden dress slinky-twist fresh from sunset’s blush, sequin-ready for anything. oh, she’s got secrets; … Continue reading →

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