My husband's poetry

Category: morning

  • Bare feet

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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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    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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    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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    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

  • In the quiet

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    In the quiet, before the birds sing before she moves from her curved space in our bed Before cars come alive before the guy who talks to a voice in his ear buds walks by I fortify myself with coffee attempt to assume a prayerful attitude and count my blessings Before the dog one block…

  • haiku

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    halfway to morningpossum waddles across yardking of all he sees 4-3-20

  • 23 hour day

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    cfblack
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    I meant to walk at sunrise but daylight went without me left a gibberish note about lumens and a bank I laid back down and dreamed of vaults filled with bars of shimmering light 3-8-20

  • haiku for 3-04

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    cfblack
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    tired of rain, song birdsask the morning breeze about newsof blue skies and sun

  • Day 342 of 2019

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    cfblack
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    In the quietude of morning autumn sleeps in and waits for the sun to chase the dew Birds and reptiles are lethargic squirrels sleep in ’til noon Dog walkers have no choice but to walk their furry masters Cat lovers let their cats outside and crawl back under blankets Video gamers are just going bed…