Sunday, January 24, 2016

Blue Jay's Song














Sing to me blue jay this cold winter day
truth of the heart nestled in silken wings
on restless feet yearning to fly away
sing to me blue jay this cold winter day
remembering my dreams of yesterday
enchanting melodies your music brings
sing to me blue jay this cold  winter day
truth of the heart nestled in silken wings

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Pic credit  Gailatthefarm
Form: Triolet
Author's note: Thanks Gail for sharing this pic
and allowing me to hear his song. The Jay
has his head tilted he is listening to the
verses of the whispering wind.

48 comments:

  1. He will sing and brighten your day!

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  2. Hi Truedessa - lovely poem and what a beautiful bird .. cheers Hilary

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    1. Thanks Hilary! Cheers to you as well

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  3. Oh to be able to hear a blue jay sing on this cold winter day would be such a blessing. I fear that they have all moved away from here for a time, hopefully to a much warmer placer! Your poem makes me yearn for spring really....and being able to hear birdsongs again!

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    1. Mary, I still see one here occasionally you can't help but notice that beautiful shade of blue on a gray day!

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  4. A little song can do no wrong. The cat would watch him for other reasons though lol

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    1. I agree ...sing sing a song...

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    2. ps - I think the cat might be thinking snack time...

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  5. I was just saying I love the bird song of these brave birds as they sing on these cold winter's days!

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    1. Donna, there are still some birds flying around I saw a cardinal a couple of days ago it flew in front of my car. Brilliant red!

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  6. Jays visit the feeders regularly, always a treat. I much enjoyed your reverie...memories, dreams all can fly too quickly.
    Steve K.

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    1. Maybe, some dreams are not meant to be tethered..they need to spread their wings so
      they can fly...I guess we can always hold on to the memories.

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  7. Oh this brightened my morning! Beautifully crafted!!

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    1. Thank you Audrey may you hear his song!

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  8. This is a great piece, and I really like the underlying sadness to it, or a deep longing, or need, for a song on a cold day. Wonderful!

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    1. Hi Matthew, there is a deep sadness the yearning for the songbird to sing...

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  9. Oh I love a triolet.. though I have never heard a blue jay it's so nice to imagine bird song in winter.

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    1. Hi Bjorn,

      Do you not have Blue Jays where you live? Blue Jays do migrate but, some decide to stay the winter.

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  10. I love the picture. The poem matches the beauty of the blue jay. May it sing to us all.

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  11. Hi Truedessa! It's a great coincidence to read this poem of yours as I just got done reading Louise Erdrich's The Blue Jay's Dance for college. They are pretty.

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    1. Hi James,

      It seems we have a bit of synchronicity going on..interesting...I am not familiar with this book but, I will have to give it a look.

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  12. This is such a lovely poem.

    https://ficklemillennial.wordpress.com/

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  13. Nothing like the beautiful songs of birdsvto brighten one's day. Lovely poem Trudessa

    Thanks for dropping in st my Sunday Lime today

    Much love...

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    1. Blue Jays have always intrigued me. Thank you for celebrating this beautiful little creature,

      Elizabeth

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    2. Gilena I admire the beauty of birds and their musical songs.

      Swaying Thank you for reading my little poem about the Jay

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  14. the bluejays that frequent my feeders love field corn. i think i've fattened them well for winter's keep

    gracias

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    1. smiling - I think those bluejays are very lucky to have found a good food source..

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  15. "remembering my dreams of yesterday" touched me the most. It feels so sincere and touching.

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    1. Thank you it came from my heart

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  16. I hope she does sing..it feels like a connection - a song just for us when we need a hand through winter days

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    1. One never knows when a songbird will sing and I think the jay appears when I need a lift in life.

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  17. enchanting melodies your music brings
    sing to me blue jay this cold winter day

    The sweet chirping is the medicine for ailments received the day before.It is hoped one gets 'cleansed' to proceed to the next day. One gets reassurance of happiness when hearing bird-calls. Great lines Truedessa!

    Hank

    Hank

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    1. Thank you Hank for such a thoughtful message. I sense some words of wisdom.

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  18. Enchanting poem. There is nothing quite like being in the garden and having birds confident enough in you to tolerate you go about the business and sing too.

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    1. In the spring there will be more birds around here. A friend sent me this pic and she said I could use to write a poem.

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  19. I love the form and the piece. Fits perfectly.

    Did you know they imitate some hawks' cries?...a mysterious bird.

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    1. Hi Gail, I have heard they can mimic a hawk it is a mechanism of protection to keep actual birds of prey away from their nests. Jays are protective of their family. A beautifully mysterious bird.

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  20. Hey Truedessa!

    Extra points for me backtracking and commenting on your post at 2:30 in the morning! :) Thank you.

    Your poetic talent takes flight, my illustrious friend. Yes, my favourite baseball team are the Toronto Blue Jays!

    Gary :)

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    1. Gary,

      Extra points as noted :) , Toronto Blue Jays that's a bit far from home for you...you may need some wings to fly there.

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    2. I'm going to fly on a St.Louis Cardinal! :)

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    3. haha - flying on wings of red...

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