Tag Archives: rum poems

Completely Smashed

Posted on April 24, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. against this midnight-silent sky, he is all rum -bled song (how many bottles of beer on the wall? We’ve lost count.) He’s cashed in and crashed on our couches and trashed his last joint and pointed at that tattle-tale … Continue reading →

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Drink this Poem

Posted on February 20, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… This poem is a rum -bled mess, a stress of syllables and too much (be)gin. Absinthe makes its heart grow fonder. See? It wanders, over yonder. This poem is on a bend -er. Did you find it in a … Continue reading →

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liquid volume

Posted on October 20, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. turn it up, twister sister: they say absinthe maketh the heart grow fonder. brandy? dandy. whose cider you on? gin. rum. me? our best kept rush-and -secret: vodka. with a simple mix her, elixir. vapor. rise. the sun’ll come … Continue reading →

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Druthers

Posted on June 8, 2015 by whimsygizmo

sunshine tutu her way through the tulips and barefoot beg this grass to cartwheel us whipfast into a long slow summer of cool nights and fireflies and street -lights as curfew. She wants a periwinkle marker and enough smooth creamy … Continue reading →

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