One month of local

The first month of this year.
Kyushu crisp January cobalt skies. 
The local ducks flock from green river to wispy clouds. 
A kettle of hawks impress. 
Power lines guide the lonely bicycle past futons airing,
pink pillows waving,
past pedigrees in earmuffs, with hoovering manes.
Parallel to power lines hypnotic, 
umbrella twirling joggers 
while 'mama charis' balance patiently at the lights. 
Slippers in sunlight, Shochu tasting, statues in scarves, stray cat affection, 
and a long awaited balmy Saturday dozing.