Author: cfblack
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City worker says good morning Shares small talk about last night’s game Cold, bright winter sun Paints shadows on white concrete Not everything you can hear or say elevates your soul Turn, squint into the sun and walk away 1-29-24
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on the 3rd day of planting season
White clapboard church rises out of clay Church yard cemetery overflows across the road Cotton patch stubble in serried lines Black plumed honor guard – crossed swords archway Someone preached a formal sermon “What the hell was that?’ Kilted bagger piped three times ‘round Lead the mourners to the grave Piped one last song Removed…
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dusk halos
dusk halos light on the pole on water all day threatened rain static grey clouds rumble – soon the night sky may break thunder and light crack the dark I will go inside and listen to it rain 1-27-24
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sharp pencil
sharp pencil never scratched paper or became a well-chewed stub eraser worn away to nothing 1-27-24
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haiku detris
among wet brown leaves spiny seed pods lie awake for a chance to grow 1-25-24
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haiku rain
rainy winter’s day sullied pond, full to the brim light rain tumbles down 1-24-24
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for a friend who just died
edge walker man teeters on the edge catch him if you can heading for the border he was bound to cross the line force of nature – force of good edge walker man plowed a long furrow follow if you can 1-21-24
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Now
“Be anxiously concerned with the needs of the age ye live in, and centre your deliberations on its exigencies and requirements.” (Baha’u’llah) you can’t escape the forecast war is breaking out in Asia, the Middle East, Russia is being Russia, again and again and again everything screams increased crime and you don’t own a ring…
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Pondering existence
Single engine private plane glimmers in a blue, blue sky. You cannot see the pilot; they cannot see you. You know there is a pilot; they don’t know you exist. Standing at tree line staring up beyond the limbs. Single engine private plane glimmers in a blue, blue sky. 1-14-24
