Beyond A Word

A word can bounce around in my
Almost knowing just barely
Scarcely avoiding

A word can fly from my
Almost stopping just barely
Scarcely parting

A word can echo echo through my
Almost joining just barely
Scarcely muttering

But I have yet to find
A single word for
That bird’s shadow
Swinging just barely
Scarcely across our green lawn

Seen, not said, through
My kitchen window
My hands warm in soapy water

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s