I cling to her voice
as it emanates from silicon
compressed audio that’s naught but a
phantasm of her life and blood
no warm scent of talc but when I press
against the nape of her neck
when I lose myself
in the long float
down
Chagall 2015
Tag Archive: Love
Autumn still conveyed my vibrant colors
until I realized it really wasn’t youth at all.
Chagall 2015
Hats off to whomever
tuned the blend
got my toes tapping
heart pumps
races up my leg
like a ruby lip
smooth ride
tension sprung
unbound gypsies
how we release
watch me twirl
my bandanna is now
caught fire
Chagall 2015
I’m finding more
guitar picks
laying lying around
these days
I’m feeling
more nimble
then and than
stars
We, I believe
are our own
answers
Swear
on a pinky
ring
More in
a haze
these days
Amazing these
swifty
autumn ways
Chagall 2015
One star
for everyone
We begin
as well as we end
Simply
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Chagall 2015
Any two people
anytime
reflect the face
of each other
a patch of land at sea
under starlight
is where I embrace you
we kiss to the lap
of warm waves
a timeless moon-blue
velvet moire overhead
opens to the expanse
of all existence
a single moment
an eternal glimpse
Chagall 2015
She whispers
It’s you from long ago
And indeed I feel younger, more vibrant
As I run soft kisses along her neck
I ask her
How will I be?
Chagall 2015
My Dad called everyone Cap’
since his days as a grunt Marine.
He never spoke of Iwo but I knew
it disturbed him deeply, men from both sides
deep in red volcanic sand strewn about Mount Suribachi.
They passed around pure grain alcohol
on the landing crafts, some hit the beach
in a daze.
The Oldest Gyrine, they called him,
he enlisted when nearly 30, came home
to work in a bronze foundry, flamethrower hot,
my Dad the grunt Marine.
Chagall 2015 – Semper Fidelis
I went back to school
just to get smarter
took a course 101 Discrete Logic.
Right up front, in Chapter 2
I discovered that no one makes sense
and everyone doesn’t not matter.
Chagall 2015
And when she passed away
rather than fighting with the rest
over money and land and bangles,
I was adamant, insistent that I
would get her recipes, her Guardian Service,
that picture of her with Pop at the Copa,
the perennials from her garden.
Chagall 2015
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