Cold Snap in the Bayou

Your Mangroves have

Stars in their beards.

It’s clear to see.

Their Moment has come.

The Planet ducks its head and swivels.

Pewter.

Says the Sun.

An alligator breaks the scum of ice.

Steam.

Musk.

Keep still.

Watch your step.

There are balls of sleeping snakes.

Waiting to wake.

Vultures.

Spotting the sky.

Their descent to Earth is swift.

First Published by Jasper's Folly