My husband's poetry

Category: nature

  • Winter’s day

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    Between shadows, light reflects on dead leaves, sun warms my back. A January wind cools my face, pushes its way past my scarf and down the front of my shirt. I zip my jacket as high as it will go, but it it is too late. I retreat to house, fill a bowl with tuna…

  • Ice houses

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    Who cut the last ice block from the river before compressors and Freon made him obsolete? Did he find a new career or blame it on someone else, sulk among relics and try to turn back time? What of the saws, the wagons, the horses and ice houses half buried in the sod? Move to…

  • Carolina rain

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    as the world turned round to light rain stopped falling one percentage point from starting up again tickles bare skin lone mushroom rises from brown leaves flowers shed petals moss begins antheridium dance lichen turns golden something eats the tree in our front yard from inside out mother would have enjoyed winter in a Carolina…

  • Autumn/Fall equinox

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    Before the world tips over towards the dark I will walk to the pond, recite the name of the Creator on my finger tips, ask for guidance and the humility to accept the answer and listen to the bull frog call out good morning to the sun. I will hope the heron visits before I…

  • Fourteen lines

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    Poem written for a workshop I host; the prompt was Nature: Because I refuse to count my beats And play with rhyming schemes These fourteen lines will never be A fucking sonnet nature poem Carolina wren song ascends Clear notes welcome in the day Dew sparkles during morning prayer Soon it may become ice crystal…

  • haiku over Charlotte

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    going or coming? contrails eviscerates sky cat scratched pink sundown 12-14-24 (at granddaughter’s soccer game) 12-14-24

  • ecstatic haiku

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    trees dance in the wind bright Autumn gowns at their feet my jacket zipped tight 12-11-24

  • cool mist haiku

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    cool mist on water fragrant late autumn leaf mold both of these will pass 12-10-24

  • poem for a cold as F### day

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    Bright sun Blue, blue sky Cold enough To freeze my testicles off I did not move South For this kinda of day If someone has to take the blame Blame little Timmy Conroy 12-4-24

  • Autumn wood glow

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    low flying helicopter across the face of the moon chases witches from the sky deer stands under street light possum waddles along fence neighbor waves from his porch late season tree frogs sing add another log to the fire and I oblige 10-24-23