New Year's Day today---
Birds still pecking at feeder
Then flying away.
Never seem to stop--
Endless stream of hungry birds.
Wait! A woodpecker.
With yellowing limbs
Tree reclines in a pose.
No matter it's dead!
Tangle of branches
Holding the falling tree limb
To the broken fence.
As if it's still fall
Dead tree leaves hang to their limb
Into the new year.
At base of the tree
Neatly wrapped plastic bag sits--
Mystery contents.
Frustrated squirrel looks
For where the bird feeder was;
(The one he accessed.)
Booming shots ring out;
The woods sound like a war zone:
Local boys at play.
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