Tag Archive: Autumn

Turquoise Piping

What I thought was one of
the black butterflies of summer
was instead a tiny bird.

© Chagall 2016

Je Regrette Pas

The bug in the berry was
surprisingly deliciously

© Chagall 2016

Early My Light

Late autumn hot
unique humid
sea breezes in-land
colors still ablaze
I a burnt copper
in setting gold sun
reflections, perfect blues.

Chagall 2015

A small bird flying overhead
determinedly through the wind
high above is tossed she chirps
desperate to be somewhere

Chagall 2015


The leaves outside my window
couldn’t be more red, more red
than I have ever seen.

The sky above my head
couldn’t be more blue
yet less blue than I am now.

Chagall 2015

No Photon Left Behind

I must tell you all
about the last luscious light
burnt-yellow still burning
in the tops of tallest maples
scraping the tip of blue night
while alive at the other end of sky
hangs the moon manicured frenchly
whiskey sweet a spirited sprite
burns the tip of my tongue

Chagall 2015

In A Moment’s Notice

Autumn still conveyed my vibrant colors
until I realized it really wasn’t youth at all.

Chagall 2015

Life, No Time

I’m finding more
guitar picks
laying lying around
these days

I’m feeling
more nimble
then and than

We, I believe
are our own

on a pinky

More in
a haze
these days

Amazing these
autumn ways

Chagall 2015

Haiku For Low Temps

chagall backdrop

November yawns wide
expels expanses of cold
billowed crisp surround

© Chagall 2013


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