Tag Archives: mooning away

With Ardent Affection for an Indifferent Moon 

Posted on April 10, 2022 by whimsygizmo

They say we’re out of ways to woo you.  But I, heart tied to sky,shall try to fool you  into loving me back. See, the clacking of all this black is really just a churning starless seabrought to you on bended knee.  Are you the … 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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Perhaps She is the Thumbprint of Some Wayward Queen

Posted on January 31, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. You say to talk about her in a new way and I must tell you I am exhausted. She exhausts me. My nouns. My verbs. My inky veins. I have quilled her a thou -sand poems in paper sky, … Continue reading →

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Productivity Waning

Posted on January 31, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… I started several things today, but there was a problem (or two, or three). You see, I’m a shiny object girl, a swirl of paint and chalk and heart-felt talk (no time for silly exchanges of how’s the weather? … Continue reading →

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counting down this particular slant of sky

Posted on September 2, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. i hold my breath, because i know she’s up there somewhere, new and waiting. she’s waned her own melted wax, burned her self out from both ends, slid across this inky rink on crescent skate. she’s late to the … Continue reading →

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