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a story held tight in syllabled fist 

Posted on November 14, 2022 by whimsygizmo

see, here’s the gist: this poem does not want to be told. she’s holding it all in way too close to feathered chest assuming playing dumband stumbled silence bestfor flying below the radar, or snow.  see, here’s the ghost: of chance, she cannot speak. it’s been a week … Continue reading →

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poem in peril 

Posted on November 5, 2022 by whimsygizmo

help!  she’s running from the dactyls again, fleeing her own parchment skinand huddling between the lines.  she’s been participle dangled and meter-mangled and nearly strangled  (but wits intact) by stanza. in fact, she left us a syllabled s-o-s,and I fear it’s no joke, see?  cuz just when you think she’s … Continue reading →

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Mad ©Hatterbox Poem

Posted on November 3, 2022 by whimsygizmo

This poem will not stop spilling. It’s thrilling, really if you can keep up. She can’t shut her trap to save her life. Words every -where. She says drink meand we do, because she is both decadent and true  and all things in between. As well as … Continue reading →

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nothings

Posted on November 2, 2022 by whimsygizmo

this poem is made of maple syrup sky and black forest on rye and the whispered why of granulated grace.  of empty space. of quiet lines that trail true north, wax forth and waneonly by a frosted slice of moon.  too soon, she’ll murmur something in … Continue reading →

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for the love of this poem 

Posted on April 26, 2022 by whimsygizmo

, i shall give her a stanza skirt of royal scarlet and turquoise, a pearly glint of autumn moon.  she’ll swoon when i show herthis gentle noise of stream, the golden sunsets seams  i’ve sewn into her hem. the trem-bled sway of breeze. these … Continue reading →

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supervillain poem 

Posted on April 24, 2022 by whimsygizmo

this poem is a cad,not a single scad of good, super -latively bad.  she’s had it with meter and goodie-two-shoes rhyme and perfect                 timing. she’s looking (in Gothamin Valhallain Suburbia) for an es-cape.  (she can’t fly, but she’ll try.) she’s horrible and incorrigible and evil to the … Continue reading →

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Flibbertigibbet

Posted on April 20, 2022 by whimsygizmo

(another poem gone rogue)  It’s not my fault,really.  This poem has chosen her own name.  Also her own war-drobe, which somewhat explains the periwinkle pointed hat and purple pumps with stripey socks (what is she, a witch?)  Hey, at least it’s not her birthday suit, like last … Continue reading →

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poem stitched in sidewalk chalk 

Posted on April 19, 2022 by whimsygizmo

this poem is neither here nor there,line nor square               (one).  she has scrib-bled her-self in sidewalk chalk, and then hopscotched across her own bright skin,left just one small skipping stone within.  shhh.she’s still here,still stained. waiting for rain.  :: In April, we poem. This is also a second … Continue reading →

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sticky poem

Posted on April 16, 2022 by whimsygizmo

this poem is feeling a little touchy today, with sticky fingers and sandy toes. it’s a little rough  around the edges, see? and slightly in the gritty throes of not-so-fuzzy form. it’s warm to the touch, too much so – a fever dream of spiky scorching … Continue reading →

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this poem is unpunctual, at best 

Posted on April 4, 2022 by whimsygizmo

And I couldn’t tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I doBut I’m lonely now, and I don’t know howTo get it back to good– Matchbox Twenty  she is approximately 751 days behind the eight ball the last call the deadline that fine line between … Continue reading →

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