I don’t believe in the oven light
Things should bake in the dark
© Chagall 2014
Advertisements
Tag Archive: Carlos Chagall
The pan we needed was nine by fourteen;
she gazed then asked, That’s circle or oval?
© Chagall 2014
The question they posed
was given one cloth
would you wipe from
clean to dirt?
© Chagall 2014
They said in time all things would heal
still I journey to get out of time
I’m a scant glance askew sidled by its door
awaiting it to open
To slip stealthily through
at no time
© Chagall 2014
She panicked and said that the mix was too dry
I could tell she’d not worked many doughs
© Chagall 2014
You’d take me for a ride,
how I loved when you took me for a ride.
You saved me once,
I’ve savored your being,
when you loved me
it slips away you said –
how I loved when it didn’t slip away.
© Chagall 2014
Twice I watched her leave,
always the strange wisps vanished;
nothing to hold on.
© Chagall 2014
Twilight breeze considers the young gold flame,
with love proposes she release her heat.
The wind down on bended knee, vows to stay,
excites much sweeter but cold honeyed moons
© Chagall 2014
Headphones recommended
Just this side of spoken word!
Original words and music by Carlos Chagall
Vocals – Seb Greco
Bass – DD Rivera
Guitars – Chagall
I am so alive
Hey, I’m alive again!
Can’t you feel the life
pressing on your skin?
I have felt inside
I can feel deep inside
Outside turns within
anytime you find
I’m wasting time alone
I am still alive
I can still feel the life
Can you touch inside –
can you reach in from outside?
Just as song the words flow
in time, gating the sense.
To know is
in the making.
The interval is not known
until the second tone.
© Chagall 2014
