Tag Archive: love lost – thank God!


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Such sorrow to discover
she really believed
in emojis.

© Chagall 2015

On The One Hand

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I seek a place of serenity always,
a place where the bubble rides
engaged and peaceful, natural
as breathing in; all is tuned
to perfect, as I’d prefer. You
need to slow all the way down, to
appreciate really the lack of angst,
zero – nay nada intrudes, invades the rest.

Who are you kidding?
she was incredulous.

Such a rocky road she disturbs.

© Chagall 2014

Caution On The Wind

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I resent
her since
she pulled
me back
in time
I broke
the dome
to taste
the other

© Chagall 2014

The Resiliency Tango

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From above one could see that the wires were old
and her fall would potentially be
quite a serious one, at least we first thought

Until that day she fluttered and fell, simply slipped right out of the sky
rode updrafts for a while before crashing down
when all the world was essentially right

But did you see the way she sprung back? She sprung up!
Her back hit the ground for nary a moment, then she arched, she bounced
up onto the soles of her feet, stomped once and levitated, I swear . . .

Some say just tango on and so she did dancing across the room
her body in tight lithe lines, defiant neckline swept to long driving legs
arms outstretched grasping for fingers to touch to feel opposing pressure

There is a moment at the end of the dance when the dancer transitions from a state of grace
to clearly being after – no longer of – the dance, a place of repose
where she’s able to see the dancers in retrospect, the steps no longer before her

A spin dies, loses momentum till the point upon which the spin depended
gives way and collapses the spinner, now spent but dizzy, happy to feel
the cold ice against her cheek, upon gloved hands she rises quickly before her skin sticks


Tango on

© Chagall 2014


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There are those who play on emotions
with sharpened cleats

What say we eject them
from the game?

Or better yet,
why don’t they take their balls
and go home?

© Chagall 2014

A Man’s World?

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While he was shaving
my catch of the day
I asked politely
if he could make sure
to return the seat
back to down
as I’d almost
fallen in

To which he started a rant
about genders and their
mutual responsibility
to monitor the state

seat up
seat down

banging the porcelain rim
to the throne
for emphasis

and how my wet ass
wasn’t on him
figuratively or literally

That’s when I told him
get out, take your shit and leave
figuratively and literally

door opened
door shut

case closed

© Chagall, 2013

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