Day 19

January 19. 2021

Found many big birds.

 

Forecast for Snow

Pileated

is chattering away,

the only sound in the

rookery today.

Snow is in the forecast.

Birds are out and active.

Two red-tailed hawks flew

in front of my windshield

 

Grey clouds move quickly

water is frozen slush.

Can’t imagine what

he’s trying to tell me;

his vocals as fast as his pecks.

 

It is more dramatic

in the winter

knowing you can’t see

the life within this wood

Trees look so baron

as they hide creatures surviving

winter’s harsh self.

What are you telling me?

Your bright red head

behind some somber tree;

what are you telling me?

And sunset occurs

once more across farmland

wintry sky prevails.