Lee Schexnaydre

Blue Jay

Flying on a misty morn
The Blue Jay galavants
Knocking dewdrops to the ground
Clinging to a hedge's branch

Singing daydream melodies
Waking the blurry, yawning dawn
Shaking the dogwood's spring white limbs
Careless cavorting across the lawn

The live oak's bough's now twittle with life
As the Blue Jay feeds without dismay
Dewdrops dry with the light of morn
The Blue Jay hurriedly flys away

Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, February 14, 2011

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Comments about Blue Jay by Lee Schexnaydre

  • Dawn FuzanDawn Fuzan (5/14/2014 8:03:00 AM)

    Lee I enjoyed reading yo poem, keep writing

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  • Rajaram RamachandranRajaram Ramachandran (4/15/2007 9:32:00 AM)

    This sounds like a nursery rhyme

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  • Sandra Fowler (4/15/2007 7:43:00 AM)

    What a fine word painting of a blue jay. I liked this one very much.

    Warm regards,

    Sandra

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