I tell you how much I love you
careful not to raise my voice
above the sound of the running water
© Chagall 2014
Archive for February, 2014
Consecutive consequences
small graves for little
goes down smooth
roads least traveled
or so she says
I never saw the sign
I’m done with you
okay to park here after
splashed the puddle all
I think it’s the next day there
just prop it with the book
no, the other aesthetic
you mean epitaph?
rusty slogans
remember her debut
old pine scent
either way you slice it
I’ve absolutely seen it
a prayer a day keeps
to the core
she comes in colors
except the
one’s self
I’ve seen beyond
antiquity
early to bed and early
funny how time flies
they all smoked L&Ms
I don’t think the windows
that’s between you and me
Mediocrity’s overrated
the year of the dog again
the majority
blew off his hand
the new 40
a walk through the park maybe
ramen again
or maybe it wasn’t
Clean shaven
ashes, dust to
o’ what a beautiful
sayonara
dime store novels – you?
just flew too close to the flame
I’m glad you bring that up
come, sit
© Chagall 2014
Hasty to hesitate
decisions to remain on the fence
splinters reshape the course of things
picayune on the big picture
always the children
without them we’d ourselves be suckling
not enough antibody
doesn’t anti-matter
warm milk around the lips
dries like first grade glue on fingers
so fun to peel
collagen
the bells away, always the bells
inclinations we had about the hunches
in steep decline
regardless, joy finds towers
filled with carbines, carillon
ropes untangle, de-noose
Adam’s apples obstruct the view
to that other day when it whistled
always the whistles
if it’s 8 P.M. then it’s time
pull the string
© Chagall 2014
I scanned the headlines for the day’s losses
and found on page 3
3 dead in Sinai
horrendous surely.
But I thought it’s a big world
and less than 5
across the globe
is not bad – right?
Until I realized that what I originally thought
a sports story was actually driving
the count up exponentially
what with scores dead
in Nigeria.
We’ve such a long, long
way yet to go.
Blessings and peace
to all good sacred people.
© Chagall 2014
At the edge lies an energy ribbon,
a curlicue encircles existence
shielding the fray from the outskirts,
creation’s earliest days, mere mortals.
A one-sided curve one travels in vain
to arrive at one’s self – again;
I’m queued up behind me behind me . . .
a thousand-fold, so I take a number
and wait my turn.
At the tip of the girdling swirl is an arrow
that forks and guides the ways home;
I’ve rigged my sails for the solar wind
with provision on-board for forever.
Experienced first-mates are hard to find
they fall overboard more often than not
so I plan to take this trip alone
to double my remaining days.
At the head of the line finally, I turn to face
all that I am recedes behind me,
a shimmer of motion, a cascade of farewell,
adoring throng, we will miss us.
Goodnight, Godspeed
pray all be well
this stark and starry flight.
© Chagall 2014
Currently
voltage and water
don’t mix
ohm my!
© Chagall 2014
Birds chirp, agree
the day is safe
for short reconnaissance flights
Keep the starlings close at wing,
just how early is
too early?
Worms sleep in
below the ground
languid in compost heaps
© Chagall 2014
I’ve set myself the goal
to approximate the intensity
of a scream here in a poem
Epithets in all caps
seems too obvious
and besides that’s point in time
what I’m seeking is something more
A gradual swell that starts
as a mere perturbation
or perhaps more an uneven rise
to crescendo, jagged edges
exasperation, the incredulous
mortification, shit all over me
fucking duck bastards
that’s right, walk away!
© Chagall 2014
I embraced your arrival
so I will hold you as well
when you perish, you will taper
and disappear to leave behind
an asterisk, the ripple
of a damselfly on the lake
pure crystal tone
© Chagall 2014
This is our moment:
when the light off our bodies
travels for eons
and is as far away as long ago,
those who reside there
yet to come
will know our triumph
through the energy of our waves
and the ecstatic angles
of our dance.
© Chagall 2014
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