Linking to De’s prompt at dVerse on enjambment…
(Enjambment occurs when a phrase carries over a line-break without a major pause)
If i remember right,
his grandfather told
story of when
they were filling
barn loft with
hay crop of
rectangular bales in
clutches of six, hung
from clawed
bale hook swung
from hay wagon up, up, up
in-to
loft’s massive open
door,
slide creeeaking toward back of
loft and released with a
jerkkk
when close to position of men stacking
bales (by hand) inside barn.
Metal framed hooks hung from
pulley on cable while entire
mechanism was
operated by horse power; this day’s
chosen
beast of burden was
neighbor’s loyal work horse, well-trained to
obey master’s voice commands.
They had un-loaded
a few clutches of hay bales when some-
thing terrible, when some-
thing went terribly
wrong…
The horse, wearing blinders,
un-expectedly sidestepped, shying
in fear from un-certain threat, whether
dog barked, kitten scampered, or
barn swallow
swooped,
that horse jumped off path, over low curb of wide
shallow well, covered by light lumber;
the now terrified animal’s weight
broke through
boards…
men watched helplessly as it
f
e
l
l
down into
the w
e
l
l
and drowned.
a poem in my pocket 
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