Because of a blizzard
I had to stay home
And stare out the window
As snow fell in gusts and winnows
And drifts inched up
As I watched birds cluster around the feeders.
The cat crouched next to me
Both of us caught up in bird drama,
Soap opera of finches and cardinals and grackles
Battling the elements and each other.
When they glimpse a shadow
Of me or the cat
The birds spatter to the trees fast as light
Whirl though the falling snow, and wait
The cat and I keep still until they return and we can
Pick up the plot again.