Tag Archive: life force


Experiment #516

Is.
Feel the fry of that z?
Izzz: the electric barbed hum of life.

© Chagall 2016

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Return To Gaia

Elevate beyond the veil
overlook the valley
I’m not quite sure
if there will be dales
as well, just land
safely (I pray the pall
will lift) – remember
please kiss Earth
once alighted, give Mother
my regards.

Chagall 2015

Haiku For The Simple Act

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Irrepressible
This urge to keep on breathing
Yet another day

© Chagall 2015

Haiku For The Final 8 Minutes Of Light

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Soon will be our turn
Grieving mothers in darkness
Suns die everyday

© Chagall 2015

The Commute

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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.

© Chagall 2015

N’est Pas?

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No physical pain, we take for granted
but it’s such a blessed gift; our contented silence
is our cry of joy.

© Chagall 2015

Lovin’ The Cold ‘Round Midnite

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The scent outside’s all mine
cold, wet, nighttime pine

I pour two-fingers
shoot it and howl

Into the wetlands I go
hi ho!

© Chagall 2014

To Bring You Up To Date

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I was running on all cylinders, excited about life
and prospects, then I thought about the situation
perhaps a bit too much, the bottom fell out and I
lost all enthusiasm, found myself jumping from one
item to another, to find something to stick, to assert
itself as worth doing, worth living for, something compelling,
impelling, organic and all-consuming, energy about, throughout
and within, a lever to miracles, something essentially me,
and that’s where you came in.

© Chagall 2014

Bluster

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It wasn’t so much the wind
as it was the touch of the wind;
you might think they’re the same
but they’re not.

Perfectly tuned to my skin,
just warm enough – no more,
pushing and pulling
like the turn of a wheel.

I could lie-out and stay aloft,
trust like a back-float,
but instead I choose to lean.

© Chagall 2014

Masa Harina

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His mom made such tender corn cakes
a woman of Mayan background
whose grandmother grew
maize on a steppe
masterful salt
caramel

© Chagall 2014

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