In the field before us
there are no trees nor chimney smoke,
though it’s cold and white, nor snow about
Under freezing light
we harden, crumble
our detritus mars the scape
© Chagall 2013
Tag Archive: life’s lessons
At what point
did this become
ordinary?
When did it lose
any claim on
sublime?
Before
the pen
hit paper,
or somewhere
along
the line?
© Chagall, 2013
Around here we don’t bet
We put good money on a sure thing
Until we lose
And then we feel less certain
© Chagall, 2013
Remember today
life’s stark cold fields feel so hard
mind you now don’t fall
© Chagall, 2013
To let life rush by
till the last day when you say
Now – oh! – I see it
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
She laughs one last time
I sense she already knows
life’s good at punchlines
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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