Author: cfblack
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Standing at the shoreline looking East
ankle deep in foam toes in wet sand days without end will end if I could walk under water I’d walk back across the sea tell my long lost cousins I’ve returned and will they take me in 5/26/24
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spring haiku
latent amidst green lives autumn’s colors and death waiting for its time 5/27/24
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Listening to Chopin
in a bass line of minor chords slowly dying of consumption I hear his soul reach up with a high note saying wait I’m not dead yet I am still here. 5/25/24
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Haiku backyard brunch
Aesop’s crow squabbles on fence with cooped up chickens about table scraps 5-24-24
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afternoon haiku
bright sun climbs tree trunk shadows crawl across the ground going nowhere fast 5-22-24
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recycling day
Sit in a lawn chair read Keats wait for the city truck to haul away trash we call recycling. Plaintive bird calls three times from the bush. No reply. 5-20-24
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yellow haiku
swaying in the breeze dandelion on spindly stem dancing at my feet 5-20-24
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rain drips from trees drums dry brown leaves snare rattles downspouts birds sing call and response highway drones bass line sit silent and listen 5-19-24
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Harrison Butker
or The Somnambulant Man in the middle of the night (comatose for decades) View Post he woke up struggled to feed himself left his dirty underwear on the bathroom floor everyone and everything had gone on without him his kids had grown up his wife had grown independent his mother had died while inside he…
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shadow play
From my seat in the shade I watch a leafy shadow sway Back and forth in a patch of light It wavers high overhead Oblivious to it’s shadow dance And oblivious of me 5-16-24
My husband's poetry 