knee deep snow
slows but does not halt
the search for a roost
Trudging
Turkey Feathers
patterned iridescence
calling potential mates
come dance with me
Skedaddle
back to the deep woods
as the sun rises
bug hunter hunted
Gravity
perils
of a nest
built on a slope
Myself and I
in sunlight
I stroll
with my shadow
Many Colors
sunlight
kaleidoscopes
the turkey’s coat
Arrows
turkey’s
two way
traffic
Meleagris
gathering
at autumn’s edge
to strategize the season
Foreshadow
A certain crispness has crept into the air
and something heavy now weighs on Tom’s mind
a distant worry that has been hunting him.