He Has My Wings

A Poem inspired by Jarvis Masters

Beth Bruno

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A hawk landed
on the rail post of the deck.
I ran out with a cry —
“No!” —
my chickens scratched beneath him,
and small birds crowded the feeder.

The hawk turned
looking unconcerned
as if to say,
“Where’s the fire?”

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Beth Bruno

Human learning to be human. Writing in hopes of getting there.