My husband's poetry

Category: Birds

  • morning haikus at daughter’s kitchen table

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    chickens cluck in coop cat cries at granddaughter’s door cuddles her awake in an urban zoo kindness is learned behavior bunny waits its turn coffee cuts the chill long shadows on woody ground trees and sun collage 3-12-21

  • a fasting poem

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    before darkness flees over the horizon and chill removes its coat birds anticipate dawn call out wake, wake prophecy is fulfilled light is coming the sun returns 3-10-21

  • Street life

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    Unafraid of the night as if they own the street they strut under the street light Stand at the edge of the park deciding if they’d done enough damage for one night Car lights approach they flee into the woods lights recede One doe appears from shrubbery tears off a last bite calmly follows the…

  • haikus for false Spring

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    sunny Sunday sun equinox dress rehearsal spring not far away sharp tongued blue jay sits resplendent in tree line beauty is a beast sun worshippers bask bodies lie along the shore turtles seeking warm three red and one brown two cardinals do not care two reds will be sad lengthening daylight slow tilt towards equator…

  • Clamor of war

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    Dreadnaughts returned in triplicate Last year two menaced the coast Today six grey ships appeared Aggressively Leaned into cruising speed Loudly claim Territorial waters as their own Force Nesting mallard pair into shallows Greedy they soon will demand tribute Threaten non-compliant walkers with beaks During their previous tour of duty Two bred and raised and…

  • deer haiku

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    at noon, city deerrealize daylight is too brightflee into dark woods 2-27-21

  • Half Light

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    Before the sun wets horizon’s lip You sit in half light listening to birds call Back and forth I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive 2-25-21

  • Simple augury

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    Nesting bird high upon wall doesn’t care which side it gathers food to feed its young It needs to live and farmers’ snare or hunter’s gun won’t force it to choose and neither will your politics A pretty flag north or south it doesn’t matter much it only wants to feed its young and build…

  • Morning side of acorn tree

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    Across the path along water’s edge on morning side of acorn tree Flits a shadow – I look left restless bird in bare bush White face, brown feathered cap ornithologists call it nut hatch Now two, flit on twiggy branches land, rise up and leap, again Why they chose this bush to dance I don’t…

  • Home

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    After unloading the car You stood at park’s edge Cup of tomato soup in hand Tree frogs sang in sky They didn’t miss you But you missed them This morning, you photograph Hyacinths blooming by the steps Listen to the back and forth of birds Watch squirrels play tag Wave at a neighbor Sip coffee…