My husband's poetry

Category: love

  • 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…

  • Jenga romance

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    (Poem written to the prompt, Demolition) ‘Jenga Romance’ Every morning, they took out knives, and hand-crafted Jenga blocks, stacked them on the table until they had a classic set. Every evening, they took turns in a game of demolition. She texted him from her office to make his move. Tired of the ruse that the…

  • 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

  • Festival dancer

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    low slung pants, mid-riff top rainbow painted eyes dances at the stage with lighted hoops moves to music in hips and feet she lives in the moment, the movement and the adulation little girls love her and she loves them back 8-20-23

  • requiem for a K-Mart shopper

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    At a Blue Light Special, they met. Only one sub sandwich left. He offered to share. She accepted. Decades later, He sat beside her hospice bed Praying to share her pain. His doctor advised him to avoid Cheap lunch meat and white bread; He does not care anymore. At the Walmart Subway counter He pays…

  • Saturday morning people watching in the park

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    In the park Wesly walks chest out dog on a leash at his side Buttercup walks behind head down on her phone “…loooove. Truuuue lovvee will follow you forever.” 7-1-23

  • Among gravestones

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    Among gravestones of an old church With a place for children to play I walk along rows of stories Etched in stone Tidal marsh of emotion filled and emptied And filled again Life swirls above and below It is peaceful there 5-16-23

  • I’m okay

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    Some days the noise of the city aggravates; some days the noise of the city invigorates. Siren’s wail fading in the distance means our neighbors are okay. The drone of a plane means someone is going somewhere and is staying safely aloft. Faraway hum of vehicles means folks are going to work. Whirl of mowers…