Wintry Thrills and Chills

Silver eyed blackbirds from above
  and beige browned turtle doves
  stake out the yard searching in need
  between the fallen leaves for seed.
Red winged orange cardinals appear
  calm awaiting their turns to spear
  as burnt umber wrens rush
 with burnished sparrows hiding in the brush,
A half dozen burly furred squirrels race
 with each other straddling trees in the chase;
 peeking in and out the thicket for cues
 where tag and play ensues.
Aggressive blue jays screech
  pushing everyone aside in their reach,
  pouncing on squirrel and bird alike
  save the dominant silver eyes blackbird spike.
Few are brave enough to stand and hold their ground
  taking in the yard that abounds
  as they run or fly rather than stay
  to quick escape to sky or tree away.
With the sudden early wintry chills
 each recognize the familiar thrills
 no longer come at dawning
 skipping in the earlier mornings.
The yard is still alive
 with chatter and play
 as creatures of the garden thrive
 ready to greet the challenge of the day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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