Snowflakes Escape

Snowflakes Escape At the crack of dawn shots rang out Ducks scattered at the sound Obscenities quacked back from every beak Hunters were not there for them They came to capture fox Snow fell with cartridges as hunters froze in thought In perfect orchestration with the day and perfect aim Focused on the games in nature Bringing down their prey with rifles Setting traps along the way Men bundled in pillow white disguise Running with their dogs and guns through narrow paths Towering trees held green along the way Held their ground below the mountain Hunters settled Looking for some warmth after the captures Campfires blazed Storms rolled in on bitter winds Enter the calm Large swirling flakes continued on the quiet Each one avoiding warmth to hold their form Away from creatures clad in natures white, like fox Away from bundled men disguised in white Snowflakes made their escape into the silence