My husband's poetry

Category: nature

  • 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

  • Autumn

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    dry leaves beneath my feet sound like home “Albert, rake those leaves before you go anywhere.” 10-26-23

  • Hippocampus ears

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    wood glows in the fire pit up and down the street as they prepare to dream neighbors’ lights go on and off lone oak leaf lands on my shoulder I hear my father’s voice say get up and go to bed 10-25-23

  • Autumn haiku

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    warm breaths in cold air mist rises above water Jack Frost can go home 10-24-23

  • Southern rain

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    I am on the front porch, rain is in the yard, family in the house most of them in bed, chickens in their coop trying to stay dry. I don’t know about Georgia but it was a rainy night in Raleigh. I might go back to bed. 10-14-23

  • highway 21

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    racing through the dark lightning strobes the road wipers slap windshield hazard lights ahead pull off the road only nineteen miles to go fear is not my modus operandi I race through the dark an invincible fool weaves through traffic I hope they don’t overreach their skill set and take me with them before the…

  • Autumn haiku

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    yellow mixed with green leaves slowly die, nights grow long my jacket is zipped 10-20-23

  • a breeze

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    a breeze gently undulates blue sky reflections and shadows along the shore almost unseen barely felt on skin real as sin reassuring as grace 10-19-23

  • Autumn morning

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    blue sky floats upon still water red gold tree stands among the green crisp Autumn morning my friends enjoy the change I much prefer the heat of summer but cannot stop the roll of seasons small bird skims the pond sets reflections all a quiver energy dissipates to shore bird skims the water’s surface, again…

  • haiku for a cloudy day

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    he read the morning overcast said continued he crawled back in bed 10-16-23