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That You Be

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January 30, 2016

On the roof
the city below
is quiet

Gray
the order of
the day

People still use clotheslines here
cursive swoops of nylon rope
wet haberdashery semaphore

Empty rivers on either side
the low-end of tugboat blasts
is lost here

Each one grabs
an arm
a leg
apiece

Spreads me like a kite
brings me to the edge
begins a count of three

A sail on the river begs a breeze
no longer grasps hold
kites below become smaller

. . . I be gone

It is certainly quieter here
save for the rush of wind

Chagall 2016

Tags: Alphabet City, city, despair, falling, flight, NYC, release, rooftops, sky, subjunctive

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Flat Out

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January 27, 2016

My heart, adept at somersaults,
sticks the perfect landing.

The pain in my knees though tells me that
it’s not that long till fall.

So tape me up
to brace me tight
in time for another go.

Madly to the springboard
without stopping to plant
I soar of my own desire.

I emulate feathers floating
till ground.

To lie there
spying clouds move
up and down as well as left and right.

In motion emotionally always
forever truly yours.

Chagall 2016

Tags: age, dream, flight, hope, love lost, love lost then lost again, lucidity, perseverance, sentience, time, twin, youth

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Visual Mashup

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January 12, 2016

I write at a desk
with a window behind me

When my screen goes dark
it reflects the sky
that spans there
over my shoulder

Where a red-tailed hawk
on air currents glides
circling my login prompt

Chagall 2016

Tags: erato, flight, hawk, hope, inspiration, life, muse, natural world, perspective, sentience, Technology, Writing

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Ornithologic

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January 6, 2016

I have memories
of being in echelon
which means that at one time
I must have flown

I can feel
where wings connected
between biceps and pectorals
the backward sweep of deltoids
to where flight would have taken hold
like a clamp

we hang low in the pocket in the rush of fresh air
hundreds of feet high in a V across calibrated
stagger as if random we bank in a frolic
as one gaining air on the others steep turns
tightly so much torque but our bodies are made
for bending flexing near breaking

Our hearts are different
not so resilient, they snap
because they’re unforgiving

Chagall 2016

Tags: air, cells, evolution, flight, form, heart, life, love lost, memory, mind, timeless

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Aerialists

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November 7, 2015

I told her I’m sure there’s bells
you can’t help but hear them –
There! You see?

Twin peals in echelon
waves above up in pockets
then swoops below near the prey

This close to the ground we risk
broken wings, we need to find lift anywhere

If I just let go I get aloft
I have long known how to walk on ceilings
I have sat on chandeliers
and walked through upside-down window sashes

I step from this ladder through your second-floor window
to entreat your love, float gracefully down to the ground unhurt
unscathed in defiance of gravity, grateful

graceful as a balustrade slide in white tie and tails
I win and heads lose, we embrace only these end times
not before, that was then while this merely is

I revel now and still
counting the bells –
you can’t help but hear them

Chagall 2015

Tags: bells, crystalline, Filigree, flight, snow, snowflakes, sound, tone, winter

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The Trill

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July 2, 2015

I was once
a bird in flight
I remember
batting my wings
wildly to stay aloft,
the hard click
of our beaks,
the warm nest,
songs for no reason,
the promise of sky.

Tags: flight, hope, life, Love

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Haiku For The Little Songs Of The Heart

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May 11, 2015

This post comprises 3 separate haiku. It is a reblog from May, 2015.
Peace and love to all. —CC

1
Songbird calls two tones
Lilts sadly this crisp morning
Beckons from treetops

2
High, a breath, swoop low
I respond then flap my wings
Perched beside my love

3
Memory of flight
Overcomes me so I soar
Guiding her back home

Tags: flight, Love, songbird, twin souls

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A Light Before Leaving

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May 3, 2015

Hey you chasing wisps tonight, so lucky the clouds hang low
in bitterwarm air so easy to fly when it’s like this.

You see me there, hover just over
the rooftop, below you I wave in wan moonlight.

I was once on a sea that was lit like this,
so many moons and just enough time to crest every one.

I love you, you know.

Tags: dreams, flight, Love, love lost, moonlight, starlight

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Here Nor There

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March 28, 2015

My gaze is locked in numb appreciation
for the life that passes my window,
on occasion my eyes flit higher to peer
at the lone eagle or the spiraling dove,
everlasting images from a timeless place
framed beyond the glass, impressed
on the silver that backs the dome,
I feel myself small, a flower between pages
torn from the volume, untethered soft
silken threads to bind me no more,
I elevate up to find it’s not different
than falling down, I let myself go, ascend so
it’s me, I pass by windows, waving to the crowd below

Tags: actuality, flight, life, reality, sentience

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The Commute

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February 26, 2015

At the stop sign
in the tinted glass
of the hatchback
before me, reflections
of eagles flying
until the small blue
import in front proceeds,
leaving me next, alone
at the corner. I crane
to gaze out my sunroof,
a final glimpse of echelon.