Tag Archives: storm

Patter

Posted on April 11, 2019 by whimsygizmo

{for the rain, with its ‘such small hands’}   .. It matters what we said between these droplets, before the storm before that violent sky cracked open before the thunder stole our voice. We held pools, lakes, oceans in hesitant … Continue reading →

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Squall

Posted on June 5, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. She blames the rain {again}. A gain of drop on skin; a loss of something more. The sky is broken open, full of bruises, old songs. She’s waiting for the sun to sigh, tell her how to feel again, … Continue reading →

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In Case of Emergency, Break Glass

Posted on October 5, 2016 by whimsygizmo

… This poem is a perfect storm. The abnormal crawlings and clawings of a wayward gypsy heart. Clouds are forming, global word-warming, drops waiting to spill. Beware saltwater and too much silence, the violence of scattered whim and will, wonder … Continue reading →

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