Best Jays Poems

Nestling in my realm, as you host a daydream,
Reveling in breeze of my splendor evergreen,
I welcome you to my domain of rhythmic trills
Where roam the...

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People amble by in view of the placid lake
Mesmerized by horizon adorning scarlet
While not far from the Oak tree, I stealthily lay
Enthralled in...

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She kept it all inside her
and never spoke a word,
though her thoughts flew and darted
like a trapped and frantic bird.

Inside her was a garden
that was...

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 Somehow   I always know when Spring will come 
By the fragrance of lilacs in the sun ;
Their trembling buds awake beside my...

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Splendiferous skies
Sunflower sunrise
haystacks of lilacs
pastel daisies play
with robins and jays

fragrant grass finds
bunny behinds
cotton lambs coo
earth's lush rebirth

a spring dream
until my
face hits a

clinging
bug filled

web

3/09/21

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The walnuts and peanuts
Both squirrels and birds 
Enjoy these different nuts
Chipmunks eat both nuts
There is always a battle 
for food

Squirrels chase the birds away
There is...

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I recognize a tune from album of your songs
And listen intently to impressionist sounds
As you hop scotch from branch to branch
Like a child all excited,...

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Where conifers gaily waltz tempos evergreen
Unspoiled by human deeds, pure, and pristine,
Eagles soar there, spanning freedom wings 
And trees gently whisper to rhythmic bird trills
Echoing...

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SPRING


Testing the water with bare toes
I will recoil
to the misted edge of hoarfrost
softened soil
peek through eyes of Crocus
and Jonquil
at the emptiness my promise
must fullfil.

I’ll whisper...

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A giant snowball in springtime
From twenty yards out the sound and smell
Closer now; breathing her numbing scent
Listening to the drowsy hum
of greedy and jealous bees
forced...

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Like a beacon on a hill
The white church steeple gleaming still
For all the many years gone past
It marks the path for home at last

Up and...

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Ivory snowflakes still fall, yet Spring is in the air.
               I...

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Fragrance from your flute
Wafting in the air
Powder of morning in your hair
Robins in their throat
In your smile clouds float
Here and there
Golden alphabets stare

The river flows...

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“Does the robin sing because the cold of winter is leaving or the warmth of spring is coming? Or might he be singing because each...

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Sure there’s love in splendor of budding rose
And scent of fragrance in garden of spring
And banks of meadows where the river flows--
Where soft winds whisper...

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