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F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and white purity 
of Autumn’s ether -

he aviates 
a clear troposphere 
riding an unbridled
capricious and combative 
boreas
on the cusp
of a new season

with a plumage infusion
of shifting Cape Cod skies
the blue jay mixes hues
with the Northern azure 
that fades to shades 
of turmoil
to the South and East -
becoming lost
in its milky breadth.. 
its lilting light..
its dimming depths..
where the edge of rustic rural 
meets the sandy ridge of conifers - crooked
twisted and back-bent
from gales 
of salt-sprayed sorcery

bold bluster 
leading the charge 
of a cold sapphire crest  
is bedeviled 
by the raw 
tongue-lashing spin 
of a brooding onshore flow
twirling 
a brewing brawl -
whirling 
in slate pearlescent space -
s w i r l i n g 
with the dusky feistiness 
of stormy petrels.. 
mobs of darkening fog 
fatten 
on summer’s fainty surrender —
leftover tints of tender cornflower
and hints of dainty dove..

there’s a sparkle 
in the eye of the storm..
his mischievous black gaze 
mirrors 
the harsh harbinger 
of commotion  
clash  and  change --
his piercing “jay-jay” jabs 
the maddening mayhem 
of menacing air 
with the emerald-needled sharpness 
of wind-weary pitch pines 
anchoring 
the beige of coastal dunes

where his refractive blues
take cover 
in colorful contrast

ahead
of the bruising
October nor’easter

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