My husband's poetry

Category: night

  • haiku of the moon

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    moon shines just as bright when sun obscures dark of night stars still twinkle, too 6-20-22

  • winter fire pit

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    Darkness sits on a park bench, puts on shoes, walks into the trees Three deer wander out to feed in neighbor’s’ yards Raccoon runs along the fence looking for an open trash can diner You stir the ashes, store chairs, go inside, take off your shoes ‘til morning 1-15-22

  • Scream

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    A scream in the night is not meant to be a warning, but you check the front door lock and dial 911 You sit behind the curtain stare through the crack into the dark and wish you were brave enough to go outside You wait for blue lights that seem as if they’ll never come…

  • New Orleans 2010

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    (edited to third person- maybe I’ll write a chapbook of memories referring to myself in third person) ======================= he walked all night in the French Quarter beignet sugar dust on his coat sat on a bench among the homeless watched the sun rise over the river listened to conversations as if he sat on a…

  • The leaning tree

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    You lean ever so slightly towards death Lichen climb your trunk Mushrooms bloom in last year’s leaves Offspring stand tall around you Branches intertwined support you in a wind ___ One night gravity will gather you to itself Neighbors will come stare at your body Marvel at roots grasping air ___ When everyone has gone…

  • St. Johns wort

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    earth grew tired of the burden of its spin and night fell you waited in the dark for light then sat all day in shade you became thirsty trying to quantify half full or half empty emptied the glass while arguing acceptable definitions with yourself and went online to order St. John’s Wort hoping for…

  • dawn haiku

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    before sun returns bare feet feel the loneliness where night slept alone 5-31-21

  • haiku waking in our son’s house

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    dream walk new landscapes wake in cool night of the mind inhaling new worlds 5-9-21

  • Coyote

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    Did you ever sit so quiet in the woods at night that a coyote came, sniffed your feet and stared into your eyes without flinching? No? Me neither, but I wish one would 3-29-21

  • Street life

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    Unafraid of the night as if they own the street they strut under the street light Stand at the edge of the park deciding if they’d done enough damage for one night Car lights approach they flee into the woods lights recede One doe appears from shrubbery tears off a last bite calmly follows the…