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Breathe Deep

As I walk deeper into the garden
cool emerald surround
I disturb the entangled branches
above dry leaves matted
atop earthly loam
the scents of my life arise
my grandmother’s couch and cachet
lavender afield
the smell of shaving cream and Vitalis
permeates the night air around my uncle’s home
upstate New York every summer
hickory smoke
the lemon of Aubrey’s hair
mint on her lips
a kiss is salt water
the invigorating aroma of life

Chagall 2018

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If I were blind
I’d learn to discern
the remarkable scent
of your voice

If I wasn’t so blind
I’d have had the chance
to revel in your love

Chagall 2018

I want to let go
but my heart will
not let me relent.

Chagall 2018

To Catch a Thief

My identity?
Steal it!
Please.
I beg you.

Chagall 2018

All You Need

Gaia
God
Haiku
Hope

Four words
at the center
of my blog cloud

Chagall 2018

Mourning Confusion

Tonight at sunset, 7:06 P.M.,
I will light a yahrzeit, say
a Hail Mary, and shoot whiskey
down, in memory of his passing.

Chagall 2018

R and D

Post-Its should consider
a line of rolling papers,
branch out, take Big Bambu
head on.

Chagall 2018

Intro To My New Jazz Standard

Staten Island exists
because Cole Porter hits
need a rhyme for Manhattan

Chagall 2018

Birds have observed
that though we sing
we seldom fly.

Chagall 2018

Through Tiny Drops of Rainbow (2015)

It was me at the window that morning
Running my fingers along the lace tat
I watch you walk away so graceful
Of that day I remember very little
You turned, I ducked, I saw you blow kisses
You waved, I stood, at the corner you wait
I wait

You’ll come back like you always do

Chagall, September 12, 2015 (revised)

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