Tag Archives: November PAD 2020

tell me again about the dragons

Posted on November 21, 2020 by whimsygizmo

and their embered breath , scales scar-scraping the sky. tell me of their kind-ling songs, the twisted wrongs of talon, tongue. whisper me their battle -blazed cry, the sacred why of tinder hearts. sigh me the cindered center of their flame, that i might … Continue reading →

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bull, i

Posted on November 20, 2020 by whimsygizmo

this poem is a moving tar-get, sludged-smudge scribble of a scrabbled star. she’s too far off center to make her point, dart-ing about in the dark without a true mark. she’s got one dang -ling thought caught on a linebut she’s quite … Continue reading →

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This is Just to Stay

Posted on November 16, 2020 by whimsygizmo

(in response to William Carlos Williams) I have beaten the hums of my hungry tum by the witch-craft of probably leaving and fasting Forgive meI am delirious so slowand so old :: written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.

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Meaning of Morning

Posted on November 16, 2020 by whimsygizmo

: with her sun-sliver smile and the way she shines anew; she’s got a secret, see? All thingscan change, rearrange themselves into new songs. And some things can be (a 5, 6, 7, 8) counted on, like rising. :: written for poetic asides November … Continue reading →