Tag Archive: being

A Matter of Definition

It’s not that I’m bipolar, so much as
I have got a thin divide twixt extremes.

© Chagall ∞

For The Gusto

Today I planted four new trees, my goal is
to outlive each of them.

© Chagall ∞

Haiku for One Earlier Winter

Stars burned bluer then
Breathless joyful morning songs
God today made man

© Chagall 2016



See: Adore

To love her is so precisely

© Chagall 2016


Despite what you’ve heard, indifference killed the cat;
curiosity served merely to resurrect it.

© Chagall 2016

Almost Went Untitled

On a carpet of flower petals
I lie eyeing the sun. Tap
those receptors there,
prod me to yearn for forever
or another vast place where I sense
my being is once removed.

My sunlit face not a fleeting echo.

Her smile across the handlebars
with my heart there in the basket.

I watch her pedal away. Somewhere
there are sambas playing.

© Chagall 2016

Experiment #516

Feel the fry of that z?
Izzz: the electric barbed hum of life.

© Chagall 2016

Candles oblige me, light me back
to the sea, for at night I lose my way
if not for the sound of surf, the salt-spray,
I’d be lost, tossed about as innocence in the squall,
fragile bones amid limber wind, snapped barely alive
except for the thought of you buried deep,
the last seed of hope that I know I’ll sow someday.

© Chagall 2016

Premeditated Meditation

The soft line about me
contours my figure to ground
of which I am less certain
its makeup

Push, pull,
yaw me in space

cushion of touch

A central agitation
between the eyes that is more
pressure on the optic nerve than
any real sense of being

Breath’s a valve,
there are few ways in

Contract, expel
me into ground

a way out

© Chagall 2016

There at the end of
the garden are all of
the seasons’ lessons
to be learned

So let’s Us harvest
– for unless we harvest …

© Chagall 2016

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