THE GREETING

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.

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