It’s Saturday morning,
I find within my mind
that which allows it
to never slip away.
© Chagall 2015
Tag Archive: existence
Bi-planes above us under
low-blue ceiling, I wonder
if they’re from our time.
© Chagall 2015
The songs are ancient
Sung by birds who’ll soon perish
Sunlit empty branch
© Chagall 2015
How creative the moment it constellates
like stars in time set off little flares
I’m awake I’m awake I’m alive!
against real sky in reel time. Let’s!
you and I do jigs on the dance floor
wave our flames high in the air
We’re awake, we’re alive!
© Chagall 2015
You’re either
at the outskirts,
really not important, or
you’re the there is
at the center. Pick one
or both but not
neither. You can’t
have neither.
© Chagall 2015
I had missed what was on the other side,
had never flipped it over, a small thing really
when one’s life is scribed on page two
© Chagall 2015
That which is unspeakable
indeed is the perfect poem.
© Chagall 2015
Afloat social nets
We value cold illusion
Compressed in our shells
© Chagall 2015
Listen to that silence
how it drowns out the sound
of rain, each droplet lost
forever in its din.
© Chagall 2015
I miss how as a child
I’d wake up afraid of the dark
Convinced that something was out there
© Chagall 2015
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