Beautiful Blue Jay
He was a beautiful bird with feathers bright white and cobalt blue
He happily chirped his songs while perched at the feeders every day
Often spotted high in the oak tree, squawking until his new day debut
When he appeared all the other birds became quiet and often flew
He wanted to be king of the feeders, aggressively pushed birds away
He was a beautiful bird with feathers bright white and cobalt blue
One day his mate landed beside him, with light feathers a muted hue
She was jumping and squawking, like a fancy mating dance of play
Often spotted high in the oak tree, squawking until his new day debut
He danced along beside her their feather’s entangled in a mating ado
Her muted feathers spotted feeding until she flew to their nest to stay
He was a beautiful bird with feathers bright white and cobalt blue
Feeders were abandoned one day as a cold storm passed through
The birds were nestled away in nests as winds made the trees tops sway
Often spotted high in the oak tree, squawking until his new day debut
His mate fed her tiny fledglings, feathers brightening as they grew
He came to visit the feeders for years until one day he’d gone astray
He was a beautiful bird with feathers bright white and cobalt blue
Often spotted high in the oak tree, squawking until his new day debut
Did not place in contest: Third Person Villanelle, judged 11/23/22
Contest: Writing Challenge- X'd Poems Second Chance Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
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