My mind is empty
they tell me that’s a good thing
the whole world over.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Category: Haiku
She knocks my socks off,
I dance barefoot on wet rocks;
rain soaks the brambles.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
I need to get out,
I’ll miss all the butterflies!
This their final day.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Maria Callas,
the real thing as divas go.
Bastardized language.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Search out the tyrants,
for the sake of the union.
Why not start right here?
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Kaua’i ‘O’o,
pacific honey eaters,
extinct, there’s no more.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
I’m not leaving here,
not until we hit sublime;
put up some coffee.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
I
The rain simply stopped –
suspended there in mid-air;
Breaking news at ten!
II
The reign simply stopped –
suspended there in mid-heir;
Bray King news at ten!
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
More what I am,
meaning here at the center,
than final wonder.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Here’s the dilemma:
yours is a question of trust,
mine’s about ethic.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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