I welcome any editing suggestions for any of these poems. I post these offerings here for just this purpose.
Now that the temperature is above freezing
the birds have returned to forage the yard
and the grapevine. They perch on the fence,
look around full circle. I enjoy them from inside
since the rain is steady. They don’t seem fazed at all,
and flutter no wing to shake off the droplets.
Perhaps they are satisfied to come out of hiding
and continue their pursuit of survival.
— Todd Sukany 10 Jan 2014