Ascension too fast
Lungs explode before tongues meld
alive once again
Fine pointillism
clarity from a distance
planets at the edge
Shout hallelujah
frenzied oxygenation
salt water on lips
Accelerating
behind us time looms ahead
wrapped implicitly
Love again refrains
adrift on sunny sandbars
palm fruits, dates, acai
We are young again
stellate beings thrice reborn
twice kissed we are alone
Two swimmers azure
water beaded sky blues hope
refracted visions
Before words we were
nothing, pointed subtlety
essentially stars
Will never lose me
mouthed indistinguishably
there underwater
cc CC ‘24
Tag Archive: haiku
Suddenly without
love’s denouement sings sadly
still ache crescendos
Massive cores collapse
passages to yesterday
bridges to Other
Melody solo
lost, searching harmonically
hearts rapt atonal
When stars burn cooler
life has opportunity
everywhere blue worlds
Shall never find me
resounds off wet chamber walls
where echos loiter
The scent of Goddess
permeates all creation
sweet salinity
A flickering flame
somewhere a flue, air to breathe
pinpoint light quite dim
Life is atmosphere
creatures born to see the light
watercolorists
cc: CC '23
peace, love, light, and the promise of rejoicing
Circular water
too near the edge of the falls
the promise to drown
Godspeed is lightspeed
we see until we are blind
not invisible
Holding fast they plunge
in momentary freefall
defying the crush
We are dark matter
more of us than meets the eye
feel our gravity
Two plummet headfirst
upturned soles to God’s heaven
the tickle of love
Ripped seams in space-time
blessed beings emerge headfirst
the dead prefer breach
Plumes of graceful froth
envelop twin beating hearts
up until the sere
Nothing left to burn
suns die everyday out here
to leave voids of love
cc: CC '23 peace, love and light to all
Stars are formed in clouds
of gas and dust, nebulae
nuclear at core
The eddies mist cold
lavender melts under snow
bleeds purple on white
Stars provide enough
energy brightly for years
the exact lifetime
cc: Chagall - love and light to all
I am very proud to post here a collaboration between two talented poets: David ben Alexander and Michael Simonelli. Their poem "GMT+2, or: In the Mean Time" is in the form of a Chagallian loku. David & Michael, thank you for your support. ---CC GMT+2, or: In the Mean Time Jerusalem taupe, winter khamsin northward streams dark sands through our glass, one sand pebble left in the clock’s tapered shadow, sere wind breaks our wing somewhere now where God rests dunes caress with downy fill, eternal grains here, graceful echelon, mosaics carved, rarefied stars align to coasts the world from the clouds, squiggly fractal boundaries in between people, morning groggy-eyed sunrise through stretched acrylic grounded in promise directional signs, herd animals jostle on, can’t forget baggage, travelators scoot well past the red-eye's runway, each with life in tow sandstorm rocks taxi, clouds all that is visible, the expectant shift, meter stops running, zero beats to the measure, vantage no longer family concern, guests gather at synagogue, Tel Aviv sunset, the anxious await break of accident reports, frozen winter dreams Eilat in winter: warm honeymoon on Red Sea, chilly salt water waves, oceanic time curves around large bodies at scale, we’re smallest rare snowfall settles, Israeli children cheer, sheer slush by morning cold rains bring green, sprouts, plants, blooms, before springtime warmth, allergy triggers spring still comes each year, rebirth, salted brine-gray fog, pied balloons aloft David ben Alexander & Michael Simonelli, 2022
Times Square Station, a Wednesday in time, 8:30 AM So sad, no one naps on the subways nowadays. cc: Chagall 2022
When I am tired but inspired
I turn minimalism
Chagall 2015
Timeless being first
Then every man and woman
Here is God’s reserve
Chagall 2015
Timeless being first
Then every man and woman
Here’s reserved for Gods
Chagall 2015
My “likes” amount to seventeen
like clockwork everyday
Seven at breakfast, five at lunch
and the rest at eve’s respite
My day has become
haiku
Chagall 2015
