Tag Archives: Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge

A(u)nti(e) Social

Posted on November 15, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. She draws dragons on her front walk in the brightest colors she can find, blues and purples and greens, with yellowed eyes. They’re not for good luck. They’re to keep out the real beasties. Prying eyes and false smiles, … Continue reading →

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Algebra 2

Posted on November 10, 2018 by whimsygizmo

She could use …….(more than) a little help with the equations, and he’s got these eyes that say complex numb -ers are ok ……………..(slope) and other factors come into play. {It’s complicated.}   .. In November, we poem. 

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Burn this before they find us.

Posted on November 9, 2018 by whimsygizmo

  … Midnight, and we’re still here in the privacy of our own raised palms. Please forgive me my mourning glories and my wilted wile. I am weary of these hands, the lands they cannot reach, the lives they cannot … Continue reading →

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Tired of the Inevitable Deaths of Smallish Dragons

Posted on November 3, 2018 by whimsygizmo

, she chalks their wings in darkest hour -glass green, splendid in their falling. They’re sprawling loose and long and strong in this bright sky, and she can see tiny talons, teeth. Truth. The wild wild proof and promise of … Continue reading →

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Curbside

Posted on November 2, 2018 by whimsygizmo

  .. We are weary star -chalkdusted fury fugue. For we have been here for hours and hours and hours, most of them black as night. But like this aching, waking sky, only our cracked-open places allow the spill and … Continue reading →

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dear fellow populators of this green blue marble,

Posted on November 14, 2016 by whimsygizmo

  i am weary of the words. the world. the way we cast our stones and groan our truth and forget how very much we are the same. the way we look down at our own two shoes and forget … Continue reading →

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november

Posted on November 12, 2016 by whimsygizmo

… and the moon still knows her place, knows which way to face and how much to show. she’ll still wax awhile, then wane, still feel the pull of waves. still rise.     .. NovPAD, day 12.     

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Luna, Landing

Posted on November 1, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. We have made much of this wily moon, her rebel comings and her goings, her invisible tide sky-strings, the quiet way she ducks and dives and dis -appears. Hold her milky skin within your own; set your beat to … Continue reading →

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Aubade with an Anticipatory Sigh

Posted on November 30, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. Let the day break open like a crooked smile, Let the trees leave their answers in the wind. Let the moon trace her trail like an old friend. Let me be -gin. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook … Continue reading →

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an open letter to the moon

Posted on November 29, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. on be half of those down here, waning, ……..waiting for your full shine, could you possibly wax just a little faster?   . Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 29.     

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