Perhaps the Blue Jays are saying “Hello,”
Descending, nay, my pathway, bird coquets!
Flirtatious prayers, Lunchtime, I won’t say No.
In particular, these three Jays, quite a fray;
Talons dug in [the branch] the birds go,
“SQUAWK!” when they see me, for a Jay that’s play.
Blue blue Jay glancing through my grotto –
Thrusting thin beaks FEED flowering bouquet
To hear Blue Jays warble – SURPRISE – and throw
Me off balance – they are enchanting fey.