My husband's poetry

Category: morning

  • Bare feet

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    cfblack
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    Before the sun I heard crashing in the trees Looked at shoes then at coffee assured myself The damage is done the tree is dead and getting out of my chair Won’t reanimate stand it back up or remove the mess I sip coffee cross legs and wiggle my toes 8-12-20

  • Let it rain

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    cfblack
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    Rain fell all night white noise for sleeping morning comes robed in rain Warm porch tea undaunted, birds sing lone dog walker in rain gear Park employees gather in ball field parking lot sip coffee in trucks until lunch break A manuscript and three new magazines forecast calls for precipitation – let it rain 6-25-20

  • Choices

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    cfblack
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    Morning after fire pit grey ash stills radIates heat Lone tree frog drones in woods Leaves glisten with yesterday’s rain Cardinal calls from a limb Young woman pushes stroller in park Yoga instructor’s leaf blower removes debris from basketball court Bose beats boom before breakfast Neighbor walks dog without doggie waste bag So many omens…

  • morning haiku

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    cfblack
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    still wet the morningsunlight asks the dark to leavetrees drip last night’s rain 5-23-20

  • sunrise haiku

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    long shadow morninghidden only from your eyesbirds sing for the sun 5-3-20