just bark today
look really close
this bread knife being
notchy serrations
fissures persisting
bent lines of sightings
cry for the butterfly
all dewy beauty
one day’s flutter
yesterday a crease
hardwood ungrowing
in veranda surroundings
breathing a quietude
not always visible
but here ever present

Love insect poems & insects, so great to read this with the wonderful shot of its model!
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Thanks Peter. I have a garden full of them; still they take me by surprise, so well disguised.
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Love the tone of this one, Jim – the last three lines make for a fine rounding off. I think many of my favourite JW poems are those where the words are given a particular verse paragraph/stanza structure, incidentally.
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They just come out that way at times. I don’t do any style/method in a determination. I don’t think I do, but who knows?
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