My husband's poetry

Category: Spring

  • mid-morning rain haiku

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    cfblack
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    scent your hair with rain drops from finger tips of trees fragrant rot of spring 5-3-21

  • spring cleaning

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    cfblack
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    I slept in this morning, because Mom kept trying to contact me from her grave Pulling me back into a dream Laying on the guilt Something about Lent And spring cleaning the kitchen Dad was calling out Alice, leave the boy alone Turn out the light and come to bed But mom kept knocking at…

  • haikus for false Spring

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    cfblack
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    sunny Sunday sun equinox dress rehearsal spring not far away sharp tongued blue jay sits resplendent in tree line beauty is a beast sun worshippers bask bodies lie along the shore turtles seeking warm three red and one brown two cardinals do not care two reds will be sad lengthening daylight slow tilt towards equator…

  • Sing

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    cfblack
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    After dark you begin singing descants in the trees Cicadas cocoon in burrows, await future summer casting calls I lie awake in the middle of the night and still you sing In pre-dawn dark, I celebrate your will to live your song of life Forage careful or you may become a silk wrapped spider larder…

  • The introvert

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    cfblack
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    in the middle of green stands a trellis alone no vines, no roses, no flowers freshly painted, pristine immaculate a sentinel unable to leave its posting autumn will soon turn green brown silently, it implores spring to curve life around its frame 9-12-20