My husband's poetry

Category: Time

  • Used clothes

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    abandoned on a thrift store rack does the garment remember the body that wore it that sat cross legged in sun before we pulled it over your head fragrant sweat crushed grass stains abandoned beside us 1-30-26

  • melancholy haiku

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    because we love, time doesn’t move in one direction it swirls and eddies 8-15-25

  • Time

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    Even at 10 am on Thursday I hear whirling leaf blowers and I do not know if it is A landscaper trading time for dollars or a retired neighbor filling time with a sense of purpose Either way, it matters only that I hear whirling leaf blowers and take time to ask questions 12-2-22

  • Time voyeur

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    Late at night, when no one is up, But insomniacs and crazy old men I surf the internet for old movies frozen in time Always with the sound off So no one wakes I marvel as their craft Slowly fades from grainy celluloid It doesn’t matter to this time voyeur If they died famous or…

  • Day old Tang

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    On the western edge of Eastern Time Pink and lavender clouds curtain the horizon You race west into the sunset Before your cell phone clock Back flips into Central Time You haven’t bothered to calculate the spin And tilt of the earth, the angle And slope of the road or the speed of your car,…

  • Kansas

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    You remind yourself If you can’t remember How to return to a place or time Don’t wear out your heels Clicking them together 11-17-21

  • Family heirloom

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    Growing up, you’d stare at a family photo on your grandparents’ wall The one of your grandfather, his older siblings and parents dressed in somber suits and dresses, stiff, unsmiling Adult brothers arrayed in the back, three sisters bracket seated parents, a little boy on mother’s lap trying to sit still The little boy was…

  • eternity

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    eternity waitedpatiently for this momentfor you to come by 6-6-21

  • for Jane

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    I journeyed to Cedar Creek to visit a friend She made me lunch, talked of her children memories of her husband plans for her house and yard She introduced me to her friend who lives on a hill through the trees We walked home through the woods she showed me all that was and all…

  • Diary from solitaire

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    Think these bars…..pillars Live in a plantation mansion Lie about all day No one interrupts your reveries Clean clothes and linen You promenade the halls Guards serve you hand and foot Cuisine in need of a better chef 3-18-21 *note from wife: no idea what tags to put w/ this one