Tag Archives: PoMoSco

Haiku Sushi

Posted on May 6, 2015 by whimsygizmo

(Bashing Basho)   . No one pond along this sound but I, this frog. . . lone’s this: we eve an autumn branch; no one sits. . April floats and stirs; how soon it must willow. The butterfly leaves. . … Continue reading →

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kamikaze girl & the white dragon

Posted on April 30, 2015 by whimsygizmo

. order a tornado hand grenade moon; light the orange box. roll a soft happy over the dragon; fly on top of the crunch. caterpillar in a crazy love volcano, carry a ginger penny on a butterfly. carry the sweet … Continue reading →

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When Night Holds Syllables

Posted on April 29, 2015 by whimsygizmo

. When night holds syllables in a poem night hums: oh, this is poem …….syllables; When night holds syllables in the river night hums: oh, this is syllables of the river; When night holds ocean ………….syllables, night hums: This is … Continue reading →

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The Importance of Simpatica

Posted on April 28, 2015 by whimsygizmo

. Following Margo over to PoMoSco, day 28. Source text: Thunder Hill, by Elizabeth Nicolds (1953). Page 43.

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The Wisdom of the Waves

Posted on April 27, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. Having the slightest notion of what they knew, know they did it. There, today the beach is still. Similar shells, all are occupied by the sea. Eaten: birds, crabs, other marine creatures die of old; die as ancestors died, … Continue reading →

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I Say Sunrise

Posted on April 26, 2015 by whimsygizmo

… So don’t talk of thou -sand of hungry, Don’t harvest never -the less of learning. Only wor(l)dly phrasing is a crowd. Do you know things? ……….Keep them ……………….telling. . following Margo over to PoMoSco, day 26. A column-inch poem … Continue reading →

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What was Lost

Posted on April 24, 2015 by whimsygizmo

With Margo at PoMoSco, day 24. Process: I removed adjectives, and prepositions.

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I Tried to Do it with One I

Posted on April 24, 2015 by whimsygizmo

(overheard at the eye doc)   . I left a message yesterday. (What’s the number? Hmmmm. Hmmmm. Hum.) Can you spell it? I’m just gonna touch right behind your ears. Halo effect. Blood. Pressure. Nasty little creeps. Chin up. He … Continue reading →

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Windward

Posted on April 22, 2015 by whimsygizmo

(a found poem blown from Theodore Roethke’s ‘Words for the Wind’) . Bees and lilies there were; thought does not crush to stone. I hate my epidermal dress. …………..Kiss me, ashes, I’m falling through a dark swirl. (Slow swings the … Continue reading →

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However you get here, fly

Posted on April 22, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. Rock a creek-kissed tree- dabbled slice of life.love.flowers. toward the ocean center where shelter and nature converge when colors meet inspiration. Be true alchemy taking to giving sticks&stones. Bite a day by the sea and we were with flowy, … Continue reading →

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