Long Jay Poems
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He: (JT Honestly)
May our nature be one voice
When creation is at rest
May you on that night rejoice
When I hold your supple breast
So come fly away with me
For a night to finally
Be free in ecstasy
When I make the blue jay sing
She: (Eileen)
Yes, the blue jay sings
As your lying here with me
Nothing but this moment now
Nowhere else I’d rather be
All the world is hushed and still
As you hold me through the night
Making sure I know I’m loved
All the way to morning light!!
A Second Collaboration between JT Honestly and Eileen Manassian
Our first collaboration was entitled Mental Tattoo
she beckoned my soul i sat in fear
nothing to focus on except writing a tear
she busted through the window to her surprise
sitting with me was st john paull 11
suddenly this opened her eyes
it was my identity she was after
her name was jay townsend Johnson
henry i was yolanda but very plain not vain
this thief was after my thoughts
plagerist jane whispered threats
she wanted my song
i expressed to her
id been writing too long
she was from tampa and i chicago
living in tampa and fort myers
jane was vile climbing through
my townhome window ripping pages
from my night stand exposing herself
to my diary quickly she grew obssessed
with my culture in chicago my heritage
with mayor daley cicely tyson 1971
joseph medill school finally lincolns tomb
i studied in springfield illinois 1969
jane was enraged with my identity
for every page i wrote classified who i was
8000 munchen 90 touring of germany
she threatened my life
from guns to poison i sat with my pope
a feeling of purity a since of hope
she would join corruption
fraudulently using my name
threatening me daily
all the same i continued
to write pant and cry
i gather i shall till the day i die
F l y i n g
a sailing tailwind
through cerulean streams
and creamsicle colored beams—
are wings reflective
of the 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
Canadian bluster-gusts
leading the charge
of a cold sapphire crest
is bedeviled
offshore
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
growing fatter
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 an 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
Blue Jay
I cupped the fallen fledgling in my palm,
And unwittingly, caused the neck
To retract the mere measure as had
Raised the hand.
Lowering the foundling, the head rose.
Really? I continued. Down, up;
Extend, retract, eyes fixed
Always at the horizon.
Was it the avian gyroscope
Tacking as if to turbulence,
Or since motion can betray
Location - best feign frozen?
(Once they mused about millennia hence
But scarcely would’ve thought that whence
The confluence of Saurian and Simian roar
Could ever have writ so poorly a score
As has devolved to: cheep; rap nonsense)
I shall call you Icarus for impetuousness
Has got you to ground; like your hapless
Namesake, he from tempting high C,
You, before finding your key.
Copyright Paul Thomson 2018
An old grey barn owl sat on a limb;
He looked weary and a bit forlorned.
A young blue jay flew up beside him;
with brilliant blue plumage he was adorned.
The jay to the owl, “Why are you so sad;
You have everything going for you.
You are old and wise, a good life you’ve had,
And still you are sad and blue.”
“My mate is away,” said the owl to the jay;
“She’s off giving care to our young;
And I’m left all alone when she is away,
And I feel like I’m coming unstrung.”
The jay to the owl, “You should be glad old friend;
I’ve seen many young females today;
And there’s an old saying that’s been penned,
‘When the cat’s away, the mice can play.’”
“My dear friend jay, you are such a fool;
You must know that owls mate for life.
To lure me with forbidden pleasures is cruel;
I would never do that to my wife.
I’m wise enough to know that would be dim,
and I would forever be scorned.
And that is why I’m sitting here on this limb,
and I’m looking a bit forlorned.
September 22, 2017
I AM AMERICAN I WILL NEVER FEAR DOMESTIC TERRORISTS COMMITING SEVERE IDENTITY FRAUD AGAINST ME RECIEVING ANNUITY PAYMENTS ON MY BEHALF IN MICHIGAN SEVERE IDENTITY FRAUD ACTUALLY RECIEVING DISABILTY PAYMENTS O. MY BEHALF WITH PETER GARGANO HIS DETROIT HIT MEN INSURANCE FRAUD ALLSTATE AND FORD MOTOR COMPANY ON BEHALF OF MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY AIRBAG BOMB DETECTIVE PARTS THE GARGANO CRIMINAL GROUP GATHERED IMPOSTERS JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY JAMAICAN DEALERS CATRINA BELL MIKISSICK CONVICTED VIOLENT OFFENDERS HACKING INTO MY LIFE A SEVERE DATA BREACH BULLYING ME WITH INTIMADATION IMPOSTERS BECAUSE I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI TAKING DOWN CATRINA BELL MIKISSICK HER CORRUPT FAMILY OF JUNK SICK OFFICERS SEVERE ABUSE OF POWER WEARING BADGES COMMITING IDENTITY FRAUD AGAINST ME SADLY I HAVE SUFFERED FOR YEARS IN CONSTANT CONSTANT CONTACT WITH THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION PLEADING FOR THE IDENTITY FRAUD TO STOP CORRUPTION AT IT'S ABSOLUTE FINEST BULLYING A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURED DISABLED AMERICAN IT IS HORRIFIC HORRIFYING MY DEATH IS BEING PLOTTED IN ORDER TO COVER UP THESE DOMESTIC TERRORISTS WITH BADGES JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY JAMAICAN DEALERS FROM TAMPA SEVERE DATA BREACH ON MY MEDICAL HEALTHCARE BANK FRAUD MAKICE INSURANCE FRAUD THIS VICIOUS DOMESTIC TERRORISTS IS INDEED A VERY DANGEROUS VIOLENT OFFENDER HABITUAL IDENTITY FRAUD IN AMERICA WHILE MY DISABLED SPOUSE AND I ENDURE HORRID THREATS EVERYTIME WE ATTEND DOCTORS APPOINTMENTS FORD TRUCKS TRY AND RUN US OFF THE ROAD BECAUSE THE DETROIT MAFIA CONTROLS THIS CRIMINAL GROUP IDENTITY FRAUD EXTREME TERROR BULLIES ATTACKING DISABLED VETERANS DISABLED FAMILIES IN ORDER TO FUND ELDERLY MOBSTERS GAMBINO BONNANO COLOMBO LUCHESE FIVE FAMILY BULLIES NO LONGER WHACKING BOSSES IN SPARKS STEAK HOUSE THE SCORE IS NOW DISABLED AMERICANS DISABLED VETERANS BEING BULLIED BY THE AMERICAN MOB CENTRAL STATION DEARBORN MICHIGAN FORD LINCOLN REALIZING THE MAFIA IS ALIVE STRONGER THAN EVER CONTROLLING ABUSE OF POWER HEALTHCARE FRAUD INSURANCE FRAUD BANK FRAUD MAIL FRAID DISABILTY FRAUD ATTACKING ME FOR BEING A CONFIDENTIAL HUMAN SOURCE FBI INFORMANT WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK COPS BULLIES
You came from Jamaica
a lowly migrant climbing
into my window sending
me threats terrifying
terrorizing my children
shooting in my home
for my American poetry
devastating you held on
to my abusive ex husband
your gunman my hitman
killed at my feet just in
the nick of time I fled for
my very life domestic violence
survivor how dare you arrive
the anniversary of of the
murder of Rasta yago
Andrew seeking my new
poems my new husband
hissing at my window assault
rifle pointed at my window
severe traumatic events
hurricanes I sit still writing I
am Gwendolyn Brooks
I am Maya Angelo I am me
I matter take your knee off
my neck you cannot extort
my American poetry extort
my identity nor extort my life
and inherit my death I thank
God every single day for
Charlie Crist the attorney
general offices for helping
my family relocate after
your violent attempt on my
life your Jamaican gang Henry
I survived your saint James
massacre as I still write
God loves me no matter your
threats bullying home invasions
hacking cyber bullying ransomeware
stop threatening my life stop
bullying you are a my assassin
a twisted terrorist in a skirt
leaving blood everywhere
I Am American
The chirps of blue jays fill my garden,
The colors, grace and flights keep me smitten,
They are not like peacocks of the east or the parrots of amazon,
But who cares, beauty is my inner perception.
The constant food search of birds gives me a good lesion,
Even if you try hard but don’t succeed makes you a winner,
The search for straw and hay to make their nest makes my day,
Anticipation of their nest with chicks keep my heart fluttering away.
I watch my blue jay picking a cherry from the big cherry tree,
Enjoying the fruit while spending whole lot of time to get the seed out and away,
The fruits of labor make us happy after difficult work day,
Enjoying the good and discarding the bad ought to be the norm of the day.
Einstein said look deep into the nature then you will understand everything better,
Nature engulfs us like air, we usually ignore it,
Just take a rose bud, watch its beauty and intricate patterns,
Rejuvenate your mind with thoughts and wisdom of creation.
Sun shines and so are you,
Keep smiling like you always do.
You're worth the pain that I've been through,
Like a treasure that is so true.
Entrust in me your life and future,
Rest assured you'll be secure.
Just grow with respect and fear of God,
Always remember to trust the One above,
You're blessed with Him and forever loved.
Be patient and understanding in all situation,
Everything happens for a certain reason.
Talk humbly and honestly towards a person,
Admit and apologize when you are wrong.
Think positive with no commotion,
'Cause every problem has always a solution.
Hail to the Lord, He gave me a son like you,
Even people leave you behind, I'll never go.
Blue jays is a thing of beauty
Their Blue and brown
Interchangeable feathers is also a
Very odd and beautiful thing
The way it reflects to light
They are passionate for keeping
The yard free and clear of
Insects and caterpillars
They’re also very smart
They have a strong attack mode
When my nosy cat tries to climb
The tree to the blue jay’s nest
The bird calls for backup and
Forces her to crawl low to the ground
With her ears down and tail
Between her legs, trying to
Get away, it’s funny
When they peck her on
Her behind, she does
A complete three-sixty
And they continue to attack
Until she's gone for good
Later she peeks out her head
But the blue jays are gone