My husband's poetry

Author: cfblack

  • preschool

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    barefoot in wild violets and clover blossoms little brown bees make more than honey learning Murphy’s Law before I could read Momma pulled the stinger out 3-21-24

  • Equinox

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    The earth tips back into light Rise up a new year calls, awake Now is not the time to sleep Seed your dreams in fertile ground Till and weed your garden Pick the stones from your path Ask others to accompany you and walk each other home 3-20-24

  • Joy’s messenger

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    twilight’s grace, shadows creep, beauty lies in death’s embrace, silent slumber, souls sleep. whispered sighs, secrets keep, fields of stars, a tranquil space, twilight’s grace, shadows creep. autumn leaves, a gentle sweep, vibrant hues, a final trace, silent slumber, souls sleep. veils of time, memories leap, eternal dance, through time and space, twilight’s grace, shadows…

  • neurodivergence

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    For those of you (like me), who grew up before they did the proper testing, who realized late in life you were neurodivergent You learned survival skills escaping solitary confinement again and again and again. The scars never really heal. Often you wake with blood on the sheets of your dreams, catch your breath running…

  • storm of pollen

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    As if they could impregnate the universe, horny vegetation generously spreads their yellow spoo on everything. Because I have no pollen allergies, I enjoy nature and spring, but I feel sorry for my friends who suffer 3-16-24 (I’m not sure if this was a poem.)

  • yellow tinted tanka

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    sights and sounds of spring birds sing love songs in the woods bright azaleas bloom yellow pollen coats the ground lone fisherman casts his line 3-15-24

  • The partisan

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    mother used to send me to dig dandelions from our neighbor’s lawn with a meat fork no amount of pleading would convince her seeds could parachute in from several yards away I would collect fluffy seed balls from the school yard help them infiltrate the airspace above our lawn forestall and frustrate her battle plans…

  • Companionship

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    twelve turtles – meat on the half-shell ever vigilant, sunning on the bank they do not talk or sip coffee just need a bit of companionship if you cough or walk too loud they quickly slide back into the water twelve turtles – meat on the half-shell ever vigilant, sunning on the bank 3-11-24

  • Charon’s boat

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    Poem from the prompt – affirmations: tapestry of thoughts symphony of self waltz of belonging reality’s architect sculptor of dreams molds clay of belief in mind’s quiet chambers affirmations take flight declare the dawn poet crafts verses Charon of fate navigates my crossing gardener of truth seeds syllables in psyche tends blossoms of faith 3-11-24

  • Saturday rain

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    after rain strange bird swims upon water large bill and long neck geese and mallards glide to the other side and give it space only the heron seems unconcerned gentle rain returns concentric circles replicate to shore water fowl, turtles and frogs rejoice I walk home in the rain 3-9-24