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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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