My husband's poetry

Category: animals

  • Patio meditation for 9/11

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    Sitting on the back patio squirrel churs on fence Plastic owl on wall stares empty-eyed at the morning Red birdhouse in neighbor’s yard sits empty waiting for spring We have boxes to take to the new house Movers won’t come until Wednesday for furniture Overcast skies hide the sun, threaten rain Concrete Mary stands hands…

  • Hoosier hospitality

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    To the ground hog that lives under our son’s garden shed This is your eviction notice we will shovel mothballs in your burrow tomorrow You may move next door there is plenty of room under the neighbor’s deck Don’t take this personal but Hoosier Hospitality has come to Pittsburgh 9-9-20

  • Deep in Green

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    no wind cools summer robin sits on brick insects drone in trees in a pile by the curb squirrels rummage pine cones crow calls in park _____ deep in green where no one walks color trumpets over here it’s protest along the fringe emerging from shadows its beauty it’s stamina demanding to be seen 8-30-20

  • Feathered corpses

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    Where have all the finches, sparrows and mockingbirds gone? I haven’t heard a chickadee for several days. Are cicadas too much competition; where can we go this time of year to escape insect sirens wailing? The woodpecker, wren and robin still visit, but my favorites have fled. I’d put out birdseed, if the squirrels would…

  • nighttime

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    in the middle of the night when the moon through the trees striped our yard in shadows I was awaken by a cat and raccoon debating in the neighbor’s yard neither was willing to die over rancid fast food and I went back to sleep 8-4-20

  • A rainy night haiku for our lonely quarantine

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    cicadas and rain tree frogs calling back and forth street lights with halos 7-6-20

  • Glisten

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    last night it stormed this morning nothing moves not a leaf or squirrel unseen birds sing water captures light drips from trees 7-1-20

  • Excuse me

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    Sun comes softly on overcast morning not quite sure when rotation breaks against horizon spilling light into day Saturday’s dog walkers sleep in city trucks do not circle the park yoga warriors come in fewer numbers But still they come to roll out mats legs, shoulder width apart weight shifting from side to side A…

  • Choices

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    Morning after fire pit grey ash stills radIates heat Lone tree frog drones in woods Leaves glisten with yesterday’s rain Cardinal calls from a limb Young woman pushes stroller in park Yoga instructor’s leaf blower removes debris from basketball court Bose beats boom before breakfast Neighbor walks dog without doggie waste bag So many omens…