My husband's poetry

Author: cfblack

  • Batteries not included

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    engine roars to life throttle wide-open motorcycle manhood tickles his testicles two times ’round the park sunning turtles plop back in water tiny waves replicate towards far shore reflected sun neons low-hanging limbs one more time around the park to make sure everyone knows he has a big bike throttle wide-open motorcycle masturbation tickles his…

  • Duty stations

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    dawn prayers (sacred duty) vote in city by election (patriotic duty) rake leaves gathered in our yard (family duty) chicken with hot sauce (personal duty) 11-7-23

  • Shout of blue

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    blue wings dip and soar above reflected sky flit from red to yellow to green leaves back and forth back and forth and back, again are they playing or courting? maybe both scolding voice, passerine cousins of crows, their only flaw 11-5-23

  • Chocolate croissants

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    Sharing chocolate croissants with a friend, you count seconds between lightning and thunder, talk about safety in the coming storm. Jets from the airbase fly practice runs overhead, shake trees, grow quivering concentric circles in your cup of tea. Your friend tells you he heard in Gaza fighter jets fly faster than sound and if…

  • Turn your porch light on

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    we’re all human I don’t care about your labels liberal, conservative Boomer, X or Z stop the othering Christian, Buddhist, Hindu Pagan, Muslim, Jew black,white, pink or green gay, straight, transgendered stop the othering citizen, immigrant homed or homeless we’re all on a reunion path turn your porch light on walk each other home 11-5-23

  • Old fruit

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    blue wings dip and soar above reflected sky flit from red to yellow to green leaves back and forth back and forth and back, again are they playing or courting? maybe both scolding voice, passerine cousins of crows, their only flaw 11-4-23

  • Poem for a broken heart

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    A match burns Lights candles and cigarettes Kindles a fire to warm your body Destroys a house Starts a forest fire A match burns Water flows Carries mountains to the sea Will quench a thirst, Cool a drink in solid form Brew coffee in the morning Soothe tired feet at night Water mirrors your face…

  • 1950s cold autumn rain

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    black foldover buckles on yellow raincoat wear your hood or you’ll catch a cold black galoshes – tuck in your pants keeps them dry when you splash in puddles take it all off in the cloak room so they dry before noon rush home for lunch and Popeye on TV black foldover buckles…start all over,…

  • Frost warning

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    Steam rises from warm roofs Someone’s dog barks to come inside Crows call caution from woods Be careful on frost covered grass or you may fall on your… 10-31-23

  • Rudolph’s haiku

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    backyard venison do not fear city hunters gun control saves lives 10-29-23