Author: cfblack
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The color blue
in dappled shadows I sit breeze wicks my sweat without sunlight shadows would not exist thinking how blue is Jasmine’s favorite color It’s too soon to look up at the sky 7-1-25
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Fractures of light
sometimes, I look at your picture and see fractures of light streaming through 6-24-25
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Long distance call
Hi Mom, talk louder our connection is weak. I hear Dad in the background put him on speaker. Jasmine was telling us the other day that she missed coming to visit you. Has she stopped by yet? When she does, give her a hug and tell her we love her. She left before we got…
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summer solstice haiku
on the longest day, off the well-worn path, beauty blooms among the weeds 6-20-25
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dawn haiku
long shadow morning early bird gets the cool breeze locust drone in trees 6-18-25
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haiku of the pond
damsel and dragon skim the surface looking for mosquitoes to eat 6-16-25
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haiku for No Kings protests
we’re all immigrants mother kicked us from her womb leave and don’t return 6-15-25
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Poem for a young friend
I sleep restless and sometimes dream about what I might have become, if I had taken the other path. That path still forks out before me, but I have grown content with this life and it no longer calls my name. Come, sit with me for coffee; we will listen for your name on the…
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Dance
to the prompt: Dancing ======================= Dance at the sock hop, the prom, the sweetheart formal. Dance in your bedroom alone in the dark. Dance to the memory of swirling, sweaty, young bodies. Dance when everyone has a partner and you’re the odd one out. Dance in the corn, the beans or fields of fluffy white…
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