Tag: Whimsy
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Moonswept
Across the vastness of the nightA maiden sweeps the swirling dustThat sprinkles out upon the banksAlong the glimmering Milky Way. She polishes the hanging lights The jeweled glowing comet lampsAnd smooths the velvet billows of The black expanse that holds the sun. She spins and spools the golden threadfor constellation tapestries Embroidering their graceful plots To keep the outlines…
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To Bed
To bed to bed, we all must go to rest, our weary limbs and eyes tucked underneath the coverlet of lamp-black, silken star decked skies. To bed to bed we all must climb into the rigging of our dreams and tarry in the wind that blows o’er many colored waters’ gleam. To bed to bed we all must sail upon the moon-glass…
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To The Man With The Metal Detector At The Park
What are you looking forIn the middle of the parkOn the edge of the sports fieldWhere the little kids play? Will you fill in the holes you are digging?Or will someone unsuspectingStep into a space Filled with nothingAnd break their ankle? What kind of treasures do you expect to find?There are no remnants Of ancient civilizations hereNo…
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Butterfly Panes
I stand at the seasidewatching waves in mirrored silver sheetscascading over gold-grained ripples,depositing flotsam in their retreat. Summer stretches out like a giant beach towelDrops of sweat form on my sandy legs.The children plow into the water in joyful extravaganceas I walk along the beach.I do not have their giddy abandon. My eyes scan ahead,…
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Getting Perspective
A swing set is an escape, a steel tower of daydreams cradling the innocence of childhood as it hurtles through the air, unafraid I travel along, a stowaway…
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The Wardrobe
Poetry is a wardrobe overflowing with truth and lies in every swirling color, texture, size. And locked away there you try on other people’s eyes…
Writ & Whimsy 