Tag Archives: Quickly in September

Aubade with a Broken Beak

Posted on September 30, 2014 by whimsygizmo

….. The goose is cooked, as we have grown tired of waiting for the gold. We split her in two, but inside we only found a string of things we dare not say. We shall use what’s left of the … Continue reading →

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Charmed, I’m Sure

Posted on September 29, 2014 by whimsygizmo

…… Praise the forest and the trees, the bubble bubble toil and troubled seas of want. Praise the dragons and the bridges, those fiery breaths and cross -ings of our hearts. Praise the ending and the start and all the … Continue reading →

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Postcard Without a Voice

Posted on September 28, 2014 by whimsygizmo

…. Ocean swells, casts her spell, and I am held here in a spill of moon. You left too soon. I know it’s been awhile. What I don’t know is how long? This is space is not vast enough to … Continue reading →

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Postcard from the Ledge

Posted on September 28, 2014 by whimsygizmo

………………………………………………Wednesday, May 3, 1482 ………………………………………………Paris, France Es, Another hump day, another ringing bell I cannot hear. These towers have grown cold without your touch. Wish you were here, and miss you much. But, I’ve a hunch I’ll see you soon … Continue reading →

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Tiny Beasties

Posted on September 27, 2014 by whimsygizmo

… She’s got a pea-sized trouble stuck in her craw, a bee ………………………..in her bonnet and a con -science that just ………………won’t quit. She is still waiting ………………….on her wings. No one told her ……these things (butterflies, June bugs, fairies) … Continue reading →

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So You Think You Want to Learn How to Do the Happily Ever After, The End Part

Posted on September 26, 2014 by whimsygizmo

… Today is a day in which I am weary, too worn to play my storied songs. You can take one and run with it, if you wish. In fact, Do. Scoop it up and wear it ’round your neck, … Continue reading →

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My, This.

Posted on September 25, 2014 by whimsygizmo

… It’s just too much, when every thing you touch ………..(know, new, old) turns to ……..ashes ….stone ……………..dust cold ………………hard metal.   …   .. Prompted by Quickly in September, day 25.      

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Stone the Sky and Huff

Posted on September 24, 2014 by whimsygizmo

….. We’ve only got a few magic beans left, remember, Love? We sold the rest for a stray cow and a song. If the tin -tinnabulation of her dwindling bell tells you nothing else, let’s recall that here there be … Continue reading →

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Kissing Frogs

Posted on September 21, 2014 by whimsygizmo

Artist: Charles Burchfield   ………………………………..Consider the lily pad, mad in its moonly spill, filled with reflection and promise. Consider ………….the crane, deigning to touch down to earth when sky beckons. Con ……………………-sider the creature of habit: beating heart, rib ……………-biting … Continue reading →

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In Her Hollow

Posted on September 19, 2014 by whimsygizmo

….. See that forest, and those trees surrounding? They’re drowning in their own un -sea. Magic her a tiny cottage with no wailings, a trail of breadcrumbs she can bake into something with a thicker crust. Pull the ivy closer, … Continue reading →

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