Oh, my God
there’s something
behind that!
And so
the world became
3
dimensional.
Chagall 2015
Archive for October, 2015
Hats off to whomever
tuned the blend
got my toes tapping
heart pumps
races up my leg
like a ruby lip
smooth ride
tension sprung
unbound gypsies
how we release
watch me twirl
my bandanna is now
caught fire
Chagall 2015
Yeah, about as liberal as my butt.
She doesn’t even compost!
Chagall 2015
I’m finding more
guitar picks
laying lying around
these days
I’m feeling
more nimble
then and than
stars
We, I believe
are our own
answers
Swear
on a pinky
ring
More in
a haze
these days
Amazing these
swifty
autumn ways
Chagall 2015
Obtuse
oblique
opaque
but
oh so
entertaining
Chagall 2015
Avoid these patterns intentionally
Reticent or slightly dense –
there is a difference you know.
Not even a rhymer.
Like throwing zephyrs at darts
– oh you know what I mean!
(don’t make me type all caps)
Chagall 2015
One star
for everyone
We begin
as well as we end
Simply
carbon}
Chagall 2015
Easier to float up
than glide down
I fear for crashing
unable to brake
Ascending I’m secure
push gravity
Full-massage body
peculiar underwater
Chagall 2015
Any two people
anytime
reflect the face
of each other
a patch of land at sea
under starlight
is where I embrace you
we kiss to the lap
of warm waves
a timeless moon-blue
velvet moire overhead
opens to the expanse
of all existence
a single moment
an eternal glimpse
Chagall 2015
I have no energy left yet so much to say.
No, that’s not right. I simply have need to say something.
There is no specific content or quantity in mind.
I hope that in describing that need
I’ve said something.
Writing is no longer a viable alternative
for that primal scream I would emit
hurling myself off a rooftop.
Chagall 2015
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