lone call,
still, on a low fence wire
a bird I can’t name
after Soft Rains May Come
©️sbwright2023

Japanese Form Poetry by SB Wright
lone call,
still, on a low fence wire
a bird I can’t name
after Soft Rains May Come
©️sbwright2023

seeing, not seeing
the dented tailgate
the faded spark
©️Sbwright2023

beyond my power
the installer reschedules
at days end
©️sbwright2023

forty plus
the paint and I
dry too fast
©️sbwright2023

rough summer gust
the wind has forgotten
how to sing
after The Aim Was Song

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inescapable heat
a gum branch tears itself away
from the trunk

©️sbwright2023
scorcher
one prayer and two full buckets
on the Japanese maple

©️Sbwright2023
noise cancelling earbuds
I hear nothing but the beat
of my heart

©️sbwright2023
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wagtail chatter
the teens fall silent
in the shade

©️Sbwright2023
spent verbena bloom
falling, I skin my knee
to miss the sapling
©️Sbwright2023
