Monday, January 5, 2015

The Blue Jay

The Blue Jay

Rather rakish, this dandy
with flashes of shimmering blue,
tilted head, and confident air.

Boldly strikes a pose
for no one but himself;
non-chalance part of his charm.

If I approach, he's off -
no time for dalliance; cocks his hat,
struts about important business,

no sweet song offered.
Yet each morning,
I'm thoroughly charmed.

by Margaret Bednar, January 5, 2015

My backyard butts up to a small forested edge and I have a Blue Jay that is walking and pecking away every morning through the leaves and twigs.  I have only been able to photograph him through my window.  If I go outside he flies into the woods behind twigs and logs and continues looking for food - and where my camera has a hard time capturing him.  I have a songbird feeder and I have not seen the Blue Jays eat from it.   I am reluctant to buy a blue jay "open house" feeder as it would just attract the many squirrels I have.

Makes me almost wish for snow, as wouldn't he look magnificent silhouetted against a bit of white?

This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Flash 55".  


Kerry O'Connor said...

Such an amazingly beautiful bird. You have given us a sense of its personality too. Lovely work.

TexWisGirl said...

they are quite pert, aren't they? :)

Yvonne Osborne said...

Rakish. That one word perfectly sums up the blue jay. Some say they are raucous and annoying. But for that color I forgive them anything.

Kay L. Davies said...

We occasionally get a blue jay here, but as soon as my husband/photographer grabs his camera, the flash of blue is off and flying.
I love this poem, Margaret.

Mama Zen said...

You've captured a blue jay perfectly, Margaret!

Anonymous said...

squirrels are smart critters ~

Stacy Lynn Mar said...

i imagine bird-watching would be a beautiful and serene hobby...if only i didn't live in the middle of this tiny town where the hills are clouded by exhaust and power lines.