21.10.26
morning hedge
a blackbird lifts with a twig
too heavy for it.
it drops, then gathers it again,
as if the nest is forever all.
Everywhere Poems don’t have a subject. They have a starting point and follow wherever attention leads. It’s — go for a walk and see where you end up.
Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is my own original work.©Misky 2006-2026.
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