My husband's poetry

Category: animals

  • Morning flows away

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    cfblack
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    on the downhill side morning flows away into the street leaves it’s debris for critters a place to sleep or afternoon to sweep I don’t need the work but Carol hates critters So I will sweep the litter 9-30-23

  • Hop like an amphibian

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    cfblack
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    09/22 – epigraph: “And it won’t matter now/ Whatever happens will be/ Though the air speaks of all we’ll never be/ It won’t trouble me” (from ‘All I Want’ by Toad the Wet Sprocket) most mornings, before the sun grows hot I walk in dewy grass among amphibians they hop one step ahead of my…

  • September morning

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    cfblack
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    Yapping dogs share neighborhood gossip. I much prefer the gossip of birds. Anole searches fence rail for a bit of sun The forecast is for rain. Overhead a squirrel shakes a leaf into my cup. Heron stalks far side of the shore. Dogs still share their neighbor’s business. Squirrel chases anole from fence. Heron rises…

  • haiku of the kingdom

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    cfblack
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    morning ecstasy small toad leaps about my feet wet clover heaven 9-15-23

  • Mosquito feast

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    I haven’t seen the anole all week dragonflies swoop for mosquito feast brown leaves exhausted from the heat litter the ground it’s ten days before equinox tips the scales in night’s favor somewhere in the weeds a bullfrog sings love songs in bass clef 9-11-23

  • Draw Two

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    cfblack
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    stray dog drags its chain, stands warily at a distance, tail wags like the metronome on Mrs. Crooks’ piano you edge close, grab the end of the chain dog barks, growls and charges you stand firm, jerk its chain it lays obediently at your feet, whimpers, the dog guides you up the street, stops at…

  • Two haikus for a rainy day

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    cfblack
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    even in the rain two squirrels chase each other ’round and ’round a tree I watch from the porch remembering when I’d play unafraid of rain 9-10-23

  • a snake eating its tail

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    every end is a beginning of something new accept it and move on obsess over an ending and you may miss a new beginning 9-2-23

  • receding circles

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    cfblack
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    receding concentric circles gently lap the shore. did a turtle crest from below, a fish leap and splash back in, or something unknown fall from the sky? Receding concentric circles gently lap the shore and take their secret with them 8-29-23

  • snake’s head

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    cfblack
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    dancing in the grass reptile tail tattoo moves in rhythm up and down her spine snake’s head somewhere below beltline no questions asked no answers given 8-20-23