Tag Archives: the fault in our scars

That which she is of {tossed above}:

Posted on October 9, 2018 by whimsygizmo

.. Beauty (perhaps) and light, and the fight of wind on skin. Pain slow -slammed into truth. Proof of second chances and first -blush glances turned to 20 years. Tears. Sky and moon and sun -burned tongues and languages she … Continue reading →

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battle scars on a weary, wayward moon

Posted on April 9, 2018 by whimsygizmo

    they’re the places where the sun shines right on through; fault lines cracked right open and proving you survived, thrived, smiled. some of them, perhaps, are trampled fallen stars. ………go get your own. ………these are ours.   .. … Continue reading →

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An Unsuitable Sky for Anger

Posted on December 29, 2016 by whimsygizmo

  It’s indigo deep with crimson edged promise, dusked edges steeped in longing, belonging to no distant star. I ask questions of wayward clouds; they know essential {breathing} things but do not share. I stare at a fat moon rising, … Continue reading →

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Silver Linings. Play. Book.

Posted on May 31, 2016 by whimsygizmo

Made a mistake. Kissed a snake. ……………………………………………-‘Cinderella’ jump rope rhyme Married him, too. Said I do. And did. (He didn’t.) Goodbye. Good riddance. Sometimes knowing what’s best is helped along by living the worst. Be -hold: my broken. Unfold: His … Continue reading →

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