Feeding time

Like one chicken bossing another,
the brown horse picks at the white horse,
chases him round the snow-packed pasture
over frozen droppings and dormant grass,
and away, away from the latest drop off
of hay and grain and kickmeups.  All here
but the clucking and crowing - though
that gelding has a rooster's look in his eye.
It's all about the pecking order and who wins:
a nip and a snort; too cooped up for more.

News from a small town 1, January 2013