Jay Poems

When I go out to speak,
I mean to be heard,
giving voice to the spoken word.
I am one of many,
one of the chosen few,
of a distinguished crew.
Poets who answered the call,
Wordsmiths, Storytellers
Versifiers, master mighty mouth
Manipulators and speakers of the truth.
Ladies and...Read More

a blue jay perches
feeding on frozen berries~
head tufted with snow


12/13/19


Writing Challenge, December - Winter Haiku or Senryu

Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode...Read More

gray jay cocks his head
small quizzical looking eyes
sudden rush of wind

12/11/19...Read More

If I were a bird
A hawk or a jay
I could soar in the endless night
And be kissed by dappled sun in the day

The sea beneath me
Calm as a dove
Then angry and churning
It's salty heart stopped by love

My flock surrounding me
In...Read More

I found a skull the other day
Was it human? I think no way.
Twenty-two bones, and all of them say
Come on down, honey, we want to play.

It was a merry skull, truly gay.
Rolling along the South Side Bay
In life he told...Read More

Around bushes, trees and pathways, race two lively squirrels 
Scurrying speedily up and down playing games of tag together
Spreading its shaggy tail one would sit up tall by taking a halt
Prying off caps, happily chomps on healthy delicious acorns 

With...Read More

Jumping for joy on winter’s day
Forgetting I need an inhaler
Hoping to glean a healthy way
I refuse to be a wailer.

Mind over matter works for me.
I talk myself out of wheezing.
When the cold snow surrounds each tree
Even when the weather is...Read More

honey
pack your
bags as
quickly as
you can

turns out
that fake
news was
true and 
i knew

what do
stupid
humans
know
more

than
global
warming
it can't be
because it's

getting
colder
so let's
play a
game

i know i'm
a goose
but now
going 
to

choose
to say
that
i'm
a

blue jay
today
with
out
any

papers to
prove i need to 
cross your boarder
not to immigrate but to
simply migrate to what you

need to...Read More

For Jay Dee, or Teheine.

I remember the first time I saw you:
Dressed all in brown,
Your hair hanging down,
With a bright splatter of blue.

Suffice to say that my days are all grey.
Without you, it seems,
I’ve lost all my dreams
Here at the...Read More

Blackbird is dead.
Yes.  That is what I said.
The woods are still.  The sun is red.
Cherries near his little head.

Dark is coming.  Nanette weeps!
The wind shivers.  Nightowl peeps.
Gone the robin's trills and cheeps.
The song is ended. ...Read More

I HAD 3 FAVORITE PETS BOTH OF WHICH WERE DOGS-Ruff

When I was a teen;
I had a mixed breed;
A female dog-named Lady;
She was kind of shady;
Believe me, she was No! Lady;
Cause, she mated with everybody;
Guess we should have gotten her spayed;
Cause...Read More

Jay’s vineyard never renamed
growing slowly at first
picking up speed after maturity
unhappily and horribly
Jay never reached it

Cancerous dangers
swirled through the vines
of his young body
taking him quickly
thus the name
Jay’s vineyard

Grandpa Johnson
was never the same
wilted and died
like the grapes
that never made it.

Aunt Jen...Read More

the blue jay's pained call

                  mirrors the melancholy...

               ...Read More

Prescribed blood tests
present no qualms,
unlikely nothing askew i.e.
ticking time bombs
nor prone to catastrophization,

albeit anticipatory anxiety
plus demeanor of poetically titled
medical practitioner allays, calms
alleviates agitation exhibited
by dad's and/or mom's

panic minimizes si? no sweaty palms,
nonetheless precautionary measure taken
thumbing apostle Matthew psalms
ayee feel grateful...Read More

Dedicated To My Sweet Baby Boy Companion, Raja
(Raja is pronounced Rah-jay)




More than a pet, Raja is special kin

My cat fills my heart with blessed joy

His luxurious fur is a cuddly skin

More than a pet, Raja is special kin

As my steady...Read More

There once was a dairy farmer named Jay
Who worked real hard amidst cow stench all day
   He announced to his wife
   "My work's no kind of life
Hey, Honey, how 'bout a roll in the hay?"...Read More

J-ust
A-llow
Y-ourself

T-o
E-njoy
N-oble
A-crostic

Topic: Birthday of Jay Tena (May 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...Read More

They did the same thing to my mother, Eleanor May Dubarry, no provider including Medicare wanted to pay her final medical expenses,
including transportation to and from the Everett's Providence Hospital.
It seems they really wanted either her or me to pay...Read More

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Mother Says

Mother says biko hapumaka
Je suis fatigué
These things keep revolving
Maybe not like a revolver 
If i could only take a sling shot
Hit this situation in the groin 

Mother says biko cherum
Be patient oh!
À perte de vue
Tout macherait comme sur des...Read More

My steady eyes observe a jay
lodge against the fissure of night
To  glide at morn, its rebellious cruise
as plumy wings reach hills and skies, and orbs:
Somehow, I feel each turn of reels
identify with every  jaunt where snowdrops’ plunge
into the...Read More

In lovely warmth of sunshine, here I sit.
I view nearby a beautiful blue lake.
Around me many birds of color flit,
and in the breeze, the lush trees' branches shake.

Far in the distance, there is an array
of little boats, each one a...Read More

Along the feathered edge,the red sun sets,
Birds go back to their home like jets.
Sunflower loses sight of sun,
Animals sing lullabye to their son.

Sunset makes the sky go pink,
Its the most beautiful sight you could ever think.
All the flowers close their...Read More

The long full days of golden light draws me out to see lovely late evenings
     I welcome you along with me, to glimpse Summers magical dance
My tantalizing list of perfect things to see and do in...Read More

Poems live beyond every gate
Writing words sometimes just won’t wait
When butterfly wings flutter by
A blue jay chatters his reply
Must write a verse of highest rate

If a poet you can relate
Seeing words would but fascinate
Our friends not know our reasons why
Poems...Read More

In my meadow surrounded by forest delight, 
there are more cardinals than I can count.
They wait their turn at bird feeders, 
not flying in more than two at a time. A lone blue jay
waits until last to be served. Robins...Read More