My husband's poetry

Category: love

  • How to Survive a Conversation with a Narcissist

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    Tell me your requirements for love and I will tell you that is not love. 12-20-23

  • Love in the time of chess

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    take you time you may not have a thousand permutations on a theme left to make carelessness is not surrender it is suicide 12-20-23

  • On the Way to Ixtlan

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    Sunday dawned gloomy Steady rain on roof Met my friend, Jeff, for coffee Barista shows me picture of her new baby Talk of music and energy work Fist bump Lang as he walked by On the way home I buy Carol raspberry licorice And flowers from Whole Foods Good energy begins with kindness Above rain…

  • Dessicated dreams

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    mother’s unused canning jars sit on shelves in the garage dried fire flies in some it does not matter if it was a sibling or I who tried to capture light and forgot to let it loose before we were called inside it only matters that mother allowed us to use her precious canning jars…

  • Prison wall graffiti

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    creatures of habit seem detached need familiar spaces and alone time tough creatures tougher still to be married to living in their skin a prison cell 11-24-23

  • Jenny wren

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    when she was young she asked her husband to build her a tiny Jenny Wren house painted blue as a summer sky a small dowel rod for a front porch hung it in the old apple tree every spring she watched tiny wrens move in once a storm took down the old tree and she…

  • Because

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    because their past long term relationships fell apart they exchanged apartment keys on the first date and inspected each other’s bathroom, refrigerator, closets and whether they made their bed that morning because after the dew is off the lily it’s the little domestic things that matter 11-18-23

  • 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…

  • The Astrophysics of Mental Health

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    He read that in the darkness between stars galaxies exist their brilliance obscured by bodies of light spinning closer to his perch in space and somehow this lifted his depression if only for a moment A fish rose out of the water flashed in the sun water dripping from its scales before splashing back into…

  • The deluge

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    I lied awake all night, listened to it rain, fell asleep again and again and dreamed unfitfully. ____ I dreamed all the mourning mothers of all the wars ever fought gathered in the next world and held a wake filled with songs of grief. The walls of heaven’s mansions shook and fell to dust. They…