That's All I Got - Jan. 28, 2025

Gary Hunter
Jan 28, 2025
1 min read

shy little brown bird

constant flick of feathers

below shattered clouds

the morning after rain

I see your temptation

from your perch on the fence

leaning and looking around

please come and drink

from my waterfall nothing

around here like it

cool sweet filtered

a safe rock to land on

and that’s it for this gray day

a single wish for a skittish bird

who sipped twice

and ran to the sky

as my attention shifts

to a bush hanging limp

in the wet dripping light

and feel my sadness

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