Tag Archive: existence

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

Missive: Dear Sara

Like air
it’s everywhere
you breathe

Morning is life
as much as light

Now seems
to work best
at times

But i don’t know what
i don’t know – is it only
martini? (i could – as you suggest –
rhyme that with blini)

A kiss for any monday
appears on your lips
till our lips meet yet again tomorrow

How pregnant
the pause and i am

Now indeed seems
to work best
all the time

© Chagall, 2016

For Someone Like Sara

Sweet potato by Melissa drying
together in one heap.

I make a one-cup dough everyday,
roll it or fill it.

We’ve seawater still on our fingertips,
a crust of hot crystal salt.

I’m different – you said,
through the open window – I’m the one looking up.

You were late. I watched you gather lilac and lace
by the unlatched gate.

Your breathing stills matter about the fire,
all being is cured aromatic.

And so able to last

© Chagall 2016

First Things First

Advance humbly;
we all were once
squiggly beings.

© Chagall 2016

Haiku for Pervasive Things

Maybe just nature
More than anything demands
Love, respect, our fear

© Chagall 2016

Star Catalog SAO 244567

Conflicted today about what to write:
a new star born in the stingray nebula or
my father and I in a photo younger
than my children are today.

Astronomers say the star expanded due to a helium flash,
“…back to giant dimensions: the born again scenario.”

Through the Hubble telescope I can see my dad
swim upon ripples of time, breathe between strokes,
expertly gulping air.

Suns by day are stars by night depending where you are.

© Chagall 2016


ghosts flee
these fields


hear the elders

words melt
ignorant wisps

I am yet
not fulfilled

here this place

© Chagall 2016


The sounds of night
linger and stray
into morning

This is not
real light
I’m aware

Too faded
too bright

Too soon
the day

The day

Time slows

I enumerate
each passing

One by

I am lost
in implicate order

of my own design

© Chagall 2016

Let There Be

The universe is staging
a trillion-photon march on creation
to show us how solidarity’s done

Anywhere that light is
that’s where you’ll find me

© Chagall 2016

Morning Nocturne

Consider that
there is
no God

All birds sing
of their own

a sadder tune

There is
no echo
nor refrain

No joyous

A lonely lilt
on empty branch

© Chagall 2016

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