Author: cfblack
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haiku for a snowy night
foot prints in fresh snow translucent halo porch light two sets came, none left 1-30-21
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poem for her husband’s passing
She wrote It’s been a long journey He passed away this morning I’m ok Our son is here for a few days Family and friends support me Due to COVID There will be no service, but some day In the future, we will gather for stories and food Love to you For your friendship all…
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Children of the half light
In the half light of morning you make a protein shake and try to wipe powder off your shirt. Speck of light through window blinds moves as you move. You laugh; light cannot be brushed aside; you may only choose to move into or away from illumination. 1-28-21
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Wobbly
Wooden top on their kitchen floor, you try to convince yourself it’s okay to end this wobbly ride. Mom stands in the doorway asks if this is the best you can do; Dad gets up from the breakfast table Stands over you, demands you get your ass off his floor and get something done. Overwhelmed…
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Sitting with M.C.
“…..let us then try to climb the mountain, not by stepping on what is below us, but to pull us up by what is above us…..” M.C. Escher M.C. and I sit between hemispheres, Discuss whether we are descending or ascending. Is the floor a ceiling or just a floor? Hands reach out from chests…
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brainspotting
homeostasis is process not revelation listen deeply to the quiet inside your head somatic cues brush empty canvas the universe paints your innocence 1-25-21
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Because I did not watch the inauguration on tv
Dry leaves rattled in grass at my feet. Beyond the speed of sound planes from the airbase roared in the west. No matter, how long I searched western skies, I could not see sunlight glint on wings until I turned to face the east. Tattered flag on pole unfurled in wind; colors worn and faded,…
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Socially awkward
No one knows how it got there; If the woods encroached on its space Or whether the camellia invaded the woods. Was a seed dropped by a bird or did a gardener plant it? It doesn’t matter how, only that it blooms At the edge of a woods on a chilly winter’s day 1-19-21
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Senescence 2021
Stop waiting for change; it will happen. Squash some bugs, pull weeds Water your garden; flowers grow into tomatoes 1-17-21
