Angel Husband Poems

How to attach a shower curtain...

I revisit rather than write from scratch
a poem crafted May twenty third 
two thousand and twenty
since the following words apropos
and...

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So much effort
goes into feeling well...Man,
I’m exhausted! There’s nausea
from supplements, the squeak
and throb, Just One More Rep!~ exercising…
Man, I’m exhausted! 
    ...

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Love, 
Like a soft blanket, covering me.
He is like an angel, sent from above.
My heart beats fast, and he is the key.

He makes my palms...

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Summer's hunter-green fields yielded to autumnal beige
and vermillion,
soon came the frosted air and cardinals singing in
snowy pine boughs.
Deer shyly emerged from woodlands edge for feed
families...

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Sidewalks

We walked along the sidewalks
that paralleled the beach,
the ocean roaring in the distance
just beyond the soft sands,
an echo of all the waves
that have ever touched...

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Everyone tells us what to do when a cherished-Love-one dies.
So, I will just suggest that one should not allow themselves to grieve too long. Spend...

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          Your eyes that always said, let’s go!
   ...

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It's Been 4 yrs Mike,what can I say,
I've Missed you so much everyday.
I was just 17 when I became your bride,
From then you Were always...

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I can’t do this again
Memories go down the lane
Of our meeting
Looking at the Angel approach in the form of man

Handsome, cool and caring
That no woman...

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Blessed

A blessed man, 
is a man that knows God. 
That is close to Him, 
with every breath of his life. 

A blessed man, 
is one...

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The Waves

We walk along the shore together. 
We stop, and look out upon the sea. 
Words come to the surface, 
and sink again, 
unspoken. 

You...

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Please help yarn hexed door neighbor...

Yours truly pinned down by invisible 
vestiges of coronavirus and
getting attacked from angry plague 
of buttons, plus huge spools of...

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The pink polka-dot nightgown,                     ...

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Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus

Found us abed thee twelfth day
of December, cuz yours truly 
still felt dehydration, physical 
fatigue...

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The Goddess of Death (completely made up! for contest)
in the new of days
when man was
but a first of
the new things
for the gods
to play with

a male...

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