Though they cover my eyes with the fold, spin me around, and drop me where up is down and here is there, I still find my way back home Michael 2022
Tag Archive: Love
Though the most heinous deeds cannot shatter our faith in humanity, one small act of kindness and civility can wholly rekindle it cc: Chagall 2022
I tell her it's starting to snow she says it suffices to say snow falling I kiss her and ask why not then simply snowfall? she closes her eyes, whispers maybe just snow cc: Chagall 2022
I helped an old lady - planed her stuck-door, enables her to come and go as she pleases To finish the job where the plane does not travel (at the door-bottom) I needed a rat-bastard file she knew what they were - My late husband called them dose rat bastids - and where his were love to las abuelas cc: Chagall 2021
I wish we'd had more time, son - another chorus, another round, a chance to make music again Time moves too quickly to the coda Let's play it from the top, one last time with feeling - con gusto - while you solo, quietly I will sidle away cc: Chagall 2021
I have the same wonder for stars as my Mother, knowing there's one for each of us of the stars we are She said with each navel God proclaimed You're done! with a celebratory twist of her finger to coil the cord tight I asked her how did she know it was me, knowing at the time I was somehow destined to be her baby, less knowing of the biology of how such could be so, imagining myself lost in a sea of babies in bassinets, her face pressed against a glass trying to find me And my Mother simply said You smiled in my head are many stars Chagall 2020
If you follow a butterfly's flight intently, hold it unswerving in the palm of your eye, trace every turn, each subtle winged gesture, emboss on your mind her cursive persuasion... ultimately she will alight on you Chagall 2020
The little engine that could,
minuscule humans who might,
worlds cry that shouldn’t,
cosmos states thou shan’t,
God who simply is, then isn’t,
but was, at least for now
Chagall 2019
Making music is the most fun one can have
with clothes on.
Without clothes?
Why, making pasta carbonara, of course!
Chagall 2019
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