Tag Archives: sky

Running Against the Wind

Posted on March 2, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… Just gotta put one foot in front of the other, take another step pull another breath find another song. Just gotta listen to the trees, they know things feet can’t know lungs can’t swallow sky can’t tell. Just gotta … Continue reading →

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The Tao of Tree Shadows

Posted on January 22, 2018 by whimsygizmo

She runs, and whisper-soft, they tell her things. Secrets. The pounding of her own hooves. The bleeding of this indigo sky. The why of silence. She’s got lungs, and legs. She’s got this air and these miles. She’s got nothing … Continue reading →

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blue marble heart

Posted on December 19, 2017 by whimsygizmo
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penning tiny poems

Posted on December 11, 2017 by whimsygizmo

in the mar -gins of life, she wells with ink and inks well. white chalk; indigo sky.   ..

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Waking softly, slowly

Posted on August 14, 2017 by whimsygizmo

Every day’s the first day of something or other, so we remember the blue. And the blues. The used toothpaste tube. The scent of rain, fading. The crumbling of time. And the way this sly sky holds court with tree … Continue reading →

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run (just) one

Posted on August 11, 2017 by whimsygizmo

………….{mile} until it’s done. until there’s an end -orphin smile cracking open your jaw as that sun egg-yolks the sky. run it speedy gonzales style to make your own breeze, feel the rhythm of fast feet on this waking street. … Continue reading →

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run four

Posted on August 10, 2017 by whimsygizmo

{miles} she didn’t know she could, until she did. and then she died. …….{just kidding} but she did watch that wily sun slide up into the sky like a lemon wedge on the edge of a mountain-rimmed drink, lungs on … Continue reading →

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This Season of Crimped Grass

Posted on May 29, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. We breathe the cold, snapped against silence; the blue seeps into our bones. We raise our limbs to a cracked-open sky, the clouds like overlapping stones.   .. wordled.    

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found between the couch cushions with some lint, and 36 cents

Posted on April 1, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. , this poem is a long lost song on tip of tongue, a memory rising as mist or smoke. a broken bottle scattered, not yet smoothed to sea glass. the jagged syllables of a name that once mattered. a … Continue reading →

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As Crazy As We’ll Ever Be

Posted on March 15, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Can you see us? Sitting there with the whirl -wind in our hair and time to spare and the summer stretched out long and lean. We’ve howled all night at a curious moon and danced half ……………..(crazy) naked under … Continue reading →

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