Life’s a mist
I can not gather
© Chagall 2014
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Life’s a mist
I can not gather
© Chagall 2014
Dreams ride safe inside
Prism-etched bubbles afloat
Listen for the pop
© Chagall 2014
I know you.
But not this time
nor place.
Quickly,
before we’re lost again.
Tossed again
to the wind.
Shadows awash
in brilliant light
await the opening.
A pucker, a dimple
so easily missed,
just a nod.
Then you’re gone
leaving nothing
but flat plain.
And the endless gray wash
of limbo.
© Chagall 2014
In her eyes, timeless
though unlit candles.
© Chagall 2014
We’d kiss deliciously
after having had bonbons
© Chagall 2014
My weakness?
I believe
people are
more bright
than they are
more kind
than they are
just human
potential before
the unveiling
sadly
so many times
alas
the world is
disenchantment
and unraveling
© Chagall 2014
More dice than snake
I don’t rattle so much as I roll
© Chagall 2014
You cannot appreciate who you are
from within yourself.
So stand alone
aside, inside
the sparkle.
© Chagall 2014
They remark about the devil
in more intricate pattern
and then lose the train
of thought
© Chagall 2014
A day so beautiful
I find even the squirrels
delightful.
© Chagall 2014
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