Tag Archives: pirate poems

cutting off your hair (and other unconventional uses for a sword)

Posted on April 29, 2015 by whimsygizmo

. nobody knows she feels small in the wee hours of the morning, watching the moon fade in this world of magic mirrors and tower cages and identities tied to golden tresses long enough to climb. nobody asked her if … Continue reading →

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Porches for Pirates

Posted on April 17, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. You say ahoy, matey, and it doesn’t matter that Daddy’s not coming home, because here thar be pirates, and this swing be our ship. The breeze slips around us like a rum song, and I see the world for … Continue reading →

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Me, Op

Posted on March 23, 2015 by whimsygizmo

… This poem is an in -solent soul dressed in a silk kimono, a puzzle with a missing piece. This poem is a sardonic hag eating sardines straight from the can, while listening to the Batman theme. This poem is … Continue reading →

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