I will lie down in the middle of the avenue
during a ticker-tape parade, and I will float
airily up into the joyful blizzard of celebration
Chagall 2015
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Shall we allow this Sunday
to slip by without memorial
just another in the line
or is it something special?
Tonight is a time for sorrow
yet also hope for the new day
I’m so mixed in a bipolar way
flashing hot, cool, on, off
a sob becomes a scream inside
a head filled with sugarplums
upon whose breast I lay my weary cheek
perchance to awake. Allow me
to place a kiss atop your forehead,
to the tip of your nose,
in this perfect dark room we giggle
and glimpse the faeries of the evening
diaphanous will-o’-the-wisps scattered
on warm breeze misted alive they frolic
galloping about our optic nerves
Chagall 2015
Oh, my God
there’s something
behind that!
And so
the world became
3
dimensional.
Chagall 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
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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
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