My husband's poetry

Author: cfblack

  • yellow tinted tanka

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in , ,

    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

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    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

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in

    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

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in

    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

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    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

  • haiku scat

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    Canadian geese loud honking sphincter muscles go poop somewhere else 3-8-24

  • Spring haiku

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    sunrise tree frogs sing about long legs and warm nights hormones and tadpoles 3-8-24

  • the last haiku of autumn

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    glitter in the sun breeze quivers last year’s dry leaves high up in the trees 3-8-24

  • Daydream of a Busy 21st Century Man

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in

    Once upon a time humans did not know about cholesterol, astrological signs, DNA, 23 and me, credit scores, BMI, FMR, social media passwords, Myers-Briggs, condoms, blood type, net worth and debit cards, but somehow they still thrived. 3-8-24

  • One mile from home

    —

    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    waiting for the rain to end so I can walk in the park, watch the turtles and geese and if I am inspired I’ll write a poem for a northern friend who deserves better than she got in life, but says she is happy for her children and would go through hell, again, if it…