My husband's poetry

Author: cfblack

  • rainy day front porch haiku

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    tires slap wet pavement leaves watch thirsty ground drink rain tree frogs trill thank you 8-14-25

  • Red shift

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    somewhere along the journey you joined the retreat from darkness before the bang black sky between stars full with galaxies of light bright flash chases after you unable to catch up if we stop pushing each other away allow Creation to blind us of our darkness effulgent crimson becomes an ark sailing on seas of…

  • Unity poem

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    society’s fabric woven in a coming together then turning away then together, again back and forth again and again until our entwinement is irreversible tied together in whole cloth we are as strong of our weakest thread the health of one the strength of all 8-12-25

  • Blue bloom

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    it does not take a bouquet to see beauty in a blue bloom open your eyes before you crush it under foot 8-11-25

  • Tired of waiting

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    tired of waiting for light to reveal truths written with invisible ink I put on a blindfold and lie down for a nap 8-10-25

  • Night’s curtain

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    at night you write poems with ink of light etching ancient truths on night’s curtain the white hot pen does not sear your fingers in the morning words melt away in sunlight you try to remember what is written a bright stylus pressing against the night your only memory 8-9-25

  • Feels

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    to get out of your head you go out you get in your feels and leave early sadness is contagious why infect others? 8-9-25

  • Whispers

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    Sometimes, in the midst of something else A disembodied voice whispers – Trust, believe Maybe, my conscience, a parent, our daughter? It whispers, again – Trust, believe Cool breeze touches my cheek Whispers to the tree – Trust, believe 8-8-25

  • umbrella haikus

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    rain in the forecast umbrella skies, muddy shoes and long summer naps summer rain rattles leaves in trees, gutters and drains thunder shakes the sky tree frogs unafraid of heavy rain and lightning celebrate the storm 8-5-25

  • Epsom salts

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    Sitting on the porch scalding my feet in Epsom salts. Rocking back and forth in an old chair. Lamenting the sacrifice of the tree. Wondering what other pieces were torn from its corpse. Does it mourn the loss of siblings living in other homes or that fell off the dock at the furniture store. Sitting…