Caught Cold
Grackles snap at the thin snow
seeking frozen worms.
Balloons of light pop in a chill sky.
A marmalade cat sneaks the hedgerow
fur low in the snow whiskers sparkling.
Hawk cries grab our attention
high up we are spotted, some targeted.
Grackles, cat, and the shadow of my coat
scatter sideways sketching frost-ghosts
on warm breaths.
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