My husband's poetry

Author: cfblack

  • When

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    I guzzle Gatorade after a good workout rain drops smear the dirt on my windshield cell phone vibrates, 745 area code someone from back home Hi, this is John (Ball State1970) I took his class on violence he was still ABD, we became friends he asks how have I been – I say great he…

  • Bogeyman Boogaloo

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    (some James Whitcomb Riley channeling) Hush, little darlin’, don’t you cry, The Bogeyman won’t catch you and not I. He hides in shadows, dark and sly, A nice, warm, cozy bed our alibi. Close your eyes, my precious dear, Bogeyman can’t come near. Dream of stars, crystal clear, In our love, there’s naught to fear.…

  • tanka for an overcast day

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    at the edge of rain empty cup by unlit fire dark wet circles form lunch simmers in the crockpot maybe I should go inside 2-11-2024

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    maybe this needs a title maybe it don’t maybe it matters maybe it don’t maybe you care maybe you don’t maybe you will maybe you won’t ____ maybe there is no alternate universe maybe there is maybe in an alternate universe this has already happened maybe in the land of revelation there is no time…

  • Boomer boy blues

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    I grow tired of taking blame for someone else’s transgressions. I’m not your shitty father, your handsy uncle, your asshole boyfriend, the chauvinist boss who thinks all women secretly desire him I’m dealing with my own past, my ignorance and lack empathy. I refuse to hide under a pile of dirty laundry so you can…

  • Winter morning haiku

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    mute black birds shiver mist laden breeze on cat feet softly wets my face 2-5-2024

  • Loneliness

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    He misses Chinese carryout for two, his ex-girlfriend’s mother and son, the thought of being needed. He blames their breakup on COVID, Fox News and conspiracy theories. He said he was too mad to pray. It was too recent and raw to attempt to talk common sense. So I just sat and tried to be…

  • Dear Pinochio

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    I don’t know what a real little boy is only that they grow into a man and I don’t know what a real man is supposed to be View Post only that crickets stop talking to you and reality is not make believe and there is no happily ever after 2-4-2024

  • Selfie at the OK corral

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    I feel sorry for the cow twisted by its head to ground to entertain the masses. It’s not my first rodeo, I worry the clowns might get hurt distracting a bull chasing its tormentor. Foghorn Leghorn playing Rooster Cogburn, strutting through the barnyard, Miss Prissy swooning in chicken shit. I ain’t no urban cowboy, lifts…

  • Reedy’s mirror

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    coffee with a friend Moon River rhymes with Spoon River free verse anthology about dead people restless adolescents weren’t ready are we ready now? tobacco jaundiced time portal walks by on stranger’s finger tips you couldn’t or wouldn’t sit quiet so dad held twitchy hands tight in pew two lifetimes later – right hand holds…