Jesse Miksic<p>My poem for today’s <a href="https://zirk.us/tags/PoemsAbout" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PoemsAbout</span></a> prompt <a href="https://zirk.us/tags/Spectacle" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Spectacle</span></a> - hosted by <span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://mastodon.social/@BrokenSpineArts" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@<span>BrokenSpineArts</span></a></span> over on BSky</p><p>Wrote this reflecting on an experience here in suburbia, walking home from a park and hearing a mysterious music in the air from no source I could identify.</p><p><a href="https://zirk.us/tags/poetry" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>poetry</span></a> <a href="https://zirk.us/tags/writingCommunity" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writingCommunity</span></a> <a href="https://zirk.us/tags/MastoPoetry" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoPoetry</span></a></p>