My husband's poetry

Category: nature

  • The restless somnambulist

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    one month from equinox cicadas go quiet days shorten Monday is Carol’s birthday Sunday some of our kids drive in for lunch scattered among five states we miss family gatherings this will have to do last night something was scratching outside our window, maybe a cat, a raccoon, I hope not a rat the older…

  • Conversation With A House Fly About Peace

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    Dear House Fly, perched on my empty latte cup, you are welcome to my foam. If I move it to the far edge of the table, you may have your caffeine fix and I, my bit of peace. 8-9-24

  • mycelium haiku

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    cfblack
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    after the rain storm tiny mushroom umbrellas appear on wet ground 8/7/24

  • Fading into light

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    before street lights blink off and dawn paints trees green, again cup of yogurt and a handful of pills begs me, stay a few more mornings wren and cardinal call awake, morning comes, do not tarry, there is work to be done dog on the corner barks at ghosts bare feet on concrete chills my…

  • Common Grackle

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    Quiscalus Quiscula larger than a Jay fierce yellow eyes gray, hammer-heavy bill long, black tuxedo tail glossy prismed waistcoat you dress well for a commoner 7/28/24

  • night rhythms

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    7/13/24 night rhythms all night long tree to tree call and response life calling to life I am here, come find me

  • night rhythms

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    night rhythms all night long tree to tree call and response life calling to life I am here, come find me 7/12/24

  • ‘Bare Feet on Cool Concrete’

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    cfblack
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    07/11/24 along tree top boulevards sunrise dances its happy dance leaves pirouette and dip flashing light and shadows siren screams get out of my way I’m coming through rush hour drones on it has work to do northern cardinals and Carolina wrens trill in the distance no lost causes disturb their songs

  • Bare Feet on Cool Concrete

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    by

    cfblack
    in ,

    along tree top boulevards sunrise dances its happy dance leaves pirouette and dip flashing light and shadows siren screams get out of my way I’m coming through rush hour drones on it has work to do northern cardinals and Carolina wrens trill in the distance no lost causes disturb their songs 7/11/24

  • ‘The Day After Sunday’

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    07/08/24 listening to dark fade into light blue jay, cardinal, Carolina wren celebrate survival of the night soon they’ll wake the mourning dove neighbors parade their dogs past our porch I recite the name of God upon my knuckles go inside to read the news about a hurricane before the day grows too hot