My husband's poetry

Category: nature

  • F–k Henry David Thoreau

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    something, unseen, breaks the taut surface of the pond concentric rings reverberate towards the shoreline let’s me know I’m not alone 11-10-23

  • Before it rains

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    Several streets over distant sirens cry. You finish a poem in the New Yorker about a blood stained shadow, peel an orange and wonder if a family, you do not know, has insurance. Tangy citrus lingers on your tongue. You go inside before it rains. 11-10-23

  • Yellow leaf

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    Yellow leaf on branch tomorrow you will fall to ground by Sunday you will turn brown Monday’s squirrels will play in the rattle of your past the wind will chase you to the border of the woods where you may decompose in solitude 11-9-23

  • The beauty of dying

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    floating leaves interrupt an illusion of heaven drowning in water’s reflection Autumn falling up reclines in blue Summer stripped of green fragile beauty revealed before it slips below the surface and is gone 11-9-23

  • Duty stations

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    dawn prayers (sacred duty) vote in city by election (patriotic duty) rake leaves gathered in our yard (family duty) chicken with hot sauce (personal duty) 11-7-23

  • Old fruit

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    blue wings dip and soar above reflected sky flit from red to yellow to green leaves back and forth back and forth and back, again are they playing or courting? maybe both scolding voice, passerine cousins of crows, their only flaw 11-4-23

  • 1950s cold autumn rain

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    black foldover buckles on yellow raincoat wear your hood or you’ll catch a cold black galoshes – tuck in your pants keeps them dry when you splash in puddles take it all off in the cloak room so they dry before noon rush home for lunch and Popeye on TV black foldover buckles…start all over,…

  • Frost warning

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    Steam rises from warm roofs Someone’s dog barks to come inside Crows call caution from woods Be careful on frost covered grass or you may fall on your… 10-31-23

  • Full moon

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    Einstein plays violin pilots a gondola full of lovers across the sky drips chalk dust in his wake explanations of energy and mass are for the classroom 10-27-23