Tag Archives: sunset

When the sun goes down and tomorrow isn’t promised

Posted on January 24, 2022 by whimsygizmo

,  we (bold) blow our breaths loose and wonderwish a way to say   the stilted phrases,scattered phases of our long-lost selves.  we sold our souls for a star,and we’re sorry.  we hold our breaths for a silver-sliver of moon, a shiver of silence.  :: It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, and … Continue reading →

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Grad(u)ations of Color, Light

Posted on May 23, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. We are still learning, yearning for some diploma -cy, some salutatorian sunrise promise. Hold this crimson close, that one in a vermillion horizon to heart; start asking all the right questions: Can I pocket this praise? Can I fill … Continue reading →

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Mango Sky

Posted on November 7, 2017 by whimsygizmo

It’s 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday It doesn’t get much worse than this In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle of these lives which are completely meaningless …………..Counting Crows, Perfect Blue Buildings The mass of men lead … Continue reading →

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sat

Posted on June 10, 2017 by whimsygizmo

all mornin’ with my man instead of runnin’. {good for the soul} this eve, ran one …………{mile} with my girlie and one by myself, watched the sun put himself to bed. 

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Piece-full. Easy. {Feelings.}

Posted on May 17, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. I’m wonder and whim and why and wide …….open to this sun -set shrapnel sky.   .. Another offering for today’s Poetic Asides prompt.   

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last sip of tangerine bliss

Posted on April 23, 2017 by whimsygizmo

  :: the sun slips low past ocean tongue, and the crimson-stung sea swallows deep. :: .. PAD, day 23. 

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Squandering Sunlight

Posted on November 30, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. There’s a last -ditch effort to our breathing, a long slow grieving process (progress?) that comes sharp with every sunset. We watch it plop into mountain range ocean spill quiet plain; disappear as if it never shined. We hold … Continue reading →

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We Rise

Posted on November 13, 2016 by whimsygizmo

… That lemon yellow butter sun’s got a way of coming up again a way of filling my cup again a way of being enough (again) to remind me that the world’s gonna be alright again that the day is … Continue reading →

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Sea Chanty for a Splintered Sky

Posted on April 26, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. Red sky at night, and we delight in the salty spill of song. Hoist the sails and wait for wind! Blue moon is rising, mesmerizing wave and whispered longing. Hoist the sails and wait for wind! Gold threads on … Continue reading →

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