My husband's poetry

Category: magic

  • Milly’s man

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    cfblack
    in ,

    gilded glass gaol albeit a pretty jar djinn or jinn no one knows it does not matter if you believe in ancient myths of magical beings waiting to flee imprisonment adolescence delayed never fully grown 73 years is too long to wait to be a man 9-9-22

  • Of lucky quarters and juju pixies

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    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    When they closed the fountain for winter and gathered all the coins in buckets to haul away, did it cancel the wishes and send the pixies to roost with angels until spring? I threw a coin in the fountain once, wishing I would be good until Christmas. Thought I tossed a nickel, but it was…