My husband's poetry

Category: peace

  • Haikus in times of war

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    fields of bright flowers lined up in row upon row waiting for the scythe cut flowers in vase I mourn the dead, the dying and the not yet dead if politicians fought in the front line trenches world peace would break out 10-16-24

  • haikus for peace

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    1 low flying jet planes concentric circles quiver in my coffee cup 2 I do not panic no need to duck and cover nothing will explode 3 gift of good fortune war is somewhere else, not here accident of birth 4 concentric circles pray the world does not explode peace begins at home 8-14-24

  • Conversation With A House Fly About Peace

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    cfblack
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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

  • Tuesday

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    sunny day in the park, no rain, all day recess children on the basketball court two more picnic by the pond oblivious to politics, pundits, stock market, the price of oil, if America was, is or will ever be great childhood spring break happy to be away from school 4-2-24

  • The 5th dimension

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    someone wrote, we are star dust, we are golden sang about a new age dawning I’m okay with that, but not in the twinkle, twinkle kinda way I imagine mad, Van Gogh pinwheel galaxies colliding dying stars gone super nova disappear into black holes reappear as new beginnings over and over again imploding and exploding,…

  • Solitude

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    Orange overcast sunrise. On the other side of clouds jet rumbles in the sun. Old man fishes quietly on the shore nods and waves. We talked for an hour a year ago, respect each other’s need for solitude and have nothing more to say. On the other side of clouds, another jet passes overhead, glinting…

  • Turn your porch light on

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    cfblack
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    we’re all human I don’t care about your labels liberal, conservative Boomer, X or Z stop the othering Christian, Buddhist, Hindu Pagan, Muslim, Jew black,white, pink or green gay, straight, transgendered stop the othering citizen, immigrant homed or homeless we’re all on a reunion path turn your porch light on walk each other home 11-5-23

  • The Astrophysics of Mental Health

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    cfblack
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    He read that in the darkness between stars galaxies exist their brilliance obscured by bodies of light spinning closer to his perch in space and somehow this lifted his depression if only for a moment A fish rose out of the water flashed in the sun water dripping from its scales before splashing back into…

  • I’m okay

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    Some days the noise of the city aggravates; some days the noise of the city invigorates. Siren’s wail fading in the distance means our neighbors are okay. The drone of a plane means someone is going somewhere and is staying safely aloft. Faraway hum of vehicles means folks are going to work. Whirl of mowers…

  • Pressure

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    cfblack
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    Two kinds of pressure Within and without Both will kill you If you don’t watch out One will make it rise The other make it seethe You can change the outcome Just relax and breathe Push your ass from the table Do not lick the pan Take a baby aspirin And your Losartan 5-9-23 from…