i am scarlet-robed, feathersoft,
and blue sapphire tonight
i am hollowed, fragments—
beak, claw and bone
i am birdnote, and call sign
and song-light, tonight
will take whispers, sweet nothings,
morsels from your hand,
just nestle me shoulder-tight,
be my soft place to land
© 2026 jennifer wagner
dVerse q: bird
You understood
nothing
except the piece
of yourself
you tore out of us
and tossed at the fault line
beating like a heart.
I built this poem
around the jagged wound,
refired in the kiln of a sun
who heard my
silent bleeding
and wept aloud
for the breaking you had done.
© 2025 Jennifer Wagner
dVerse Poetics: Building from the Broken