Today, I saw a grackle
(fam. Icteridae) -- a common sight --
braving the wind atop a post
among parked (and moving) cars.
Feathers ruffled in the gusty air,
it was not spooked
by movement, engine noise,
or human presence.
It seemed to me to make a show
of avian bravado; but, in truth,
it could not ever know
what mischief might be wrought,
purposely or not, upon such creatures
by other creatures (such as us.)
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