Tag Archives: stars

what shall we call this small silence? 

Posted on April 22, 2023 by whimsygizmo

these hopeful moments before dawn that say anything could be, that we  could hold the whole earth in our hungry hands, swallow these last  stars. the ghosts of steam from our mugs make poems of all things,  this swirl of cream a galaxy.  that … Continue reading →

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when the wind begins to speak 

Posted on April 12, 2023 by whimsygizmo

,  we seek her voice in the whisper of treesthe pitter-patter of star feet on a broken-open sky.  we press our ears to seashell, ocean swell,river gurgle-gaspand the clasp of rain -hum on hungry heart.  we listen deep to swallow song, the long poem trails of … Continue reading →

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Unpenned Ink & Other Liquid Types 

Posted on April 8, 2023 by whimsygizmo

Take a minute.  Wipe your tears. Wind the clock hands back                      (clack black),trace your words on wounded skin and tear your poems in two.  Close your eyes.  Bow to the sun. Tell the wind she’s woundthat face one minute trace too soon.  Lean close to the stars,tie a bow on the moon.  :: In April, she poems.

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Loose Thoughts Caught by My Pillowtalk Blur 

Posted on April 4, 2023 by whimsygizmo

The sky’s (somehow) chartreuse, and (wow!) there go all these paper poemkites loosed to wind.  The moon’s a lavender lozenge and I’ve got hum-mingbird wings, and dragon skin.  We live in the trees, breeze-lullabied and ample-limbed, writing merry manifestos in chalk.  Watch the river spill, it’s filled with limoncello and our rafts … Continue reading →

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Greetings from a Distant Sighing Sky

Posted on February 6, 2023 by whimsygizmo

Ah, love.The world’s insane. Wish me a dandelion kite,a storm of ice, a startled star-ling murmured twice. Worrystone this warm butterscotchcandy sun untilthe sweetest edges begin to fray,then build me a bold bright moonto light our way. :: It’s Quadrille … Continue reading →

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True North and Other Quiet Lies 

Posted on November 29, 2022 by whimsygizmo

The compass says we’re therebut I still feel the pull of something greater, some crater in my soul that says we’ve got a ways to go.  We wake. We give. We grieve. We take. We’re born. We mourn all those livesthat could be ours.  And we … Continue reading →

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Struggling with Stars 

Posted on November 10, 2022 by whimsygizmo

We’ve already stuffed our pockets, see? And still there are shards spilling  loose into this infinite sky, a crown of fire and ice between you and I.  :: Busy day with not much time to play. But in November, we poem.

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truer than north, yet un 

Posted on November 3, 2022 by whimsygizmo

so we’ve gone whatcha might call a fur piece before we realize we’re  following the wrong star. this one’s fallen, see, and we didn’t notice  the shards or the backwards breezeor the way the trees were trying all  this time to warn … Continue reading →

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last call for a wayward moon

Posted on November 1, 2022 by whimsygizmo

Let’s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start…– The Sound of Music Closing time, every new beginningcomes from some other beginning’s end.– Semisonic :: she orders a whiskey, neat(there’s enough that’s on the rocks)and floats alone … Continue reading →

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night shift

Posted on September 6, 2022 by whimsygizmo

the stars are clocking inagain, twinkled noses setto grindstones. wishingmoments. filing awaythe hours. bathed in shine,we praise the darknessfull of shadowedsecretsand other unquietmatters of the heart. that swollen misfit moon,a work of art. ::I’m late to the party for this … Continue reading →

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