Feisty Old Bastard

Poesy plus Polemics

Blue Jay Basking in Central Park Photo by Justin August From nationalgeographic.com Blue Jay Basking in Central Park
Photo by Justin August
From nationalgeographic.com

woodland breathes in the rain

dripping canopy glistening

vividly green against slate-blue skies

the old blue jay sits hunkered

in the crook of a favorite bough

where he ponders his lucky longevity

wondering how in the hell

he alone has escaped all these years

from the red hawk the raven

the horn headed owl those raptors

who rule this perimeter forest

it’s not that he hasn’t had countless

encounters but every attack did he

meet and repel with a counterattack

of his own after all he has always

been fearless if never quite neighborly

small as he is he has arrogance large

with fierce pride not to mention

a devious larcenous heart and this

respite of rainy reflection allows

him to plan his next raids on the

nest-eggs of species more timid

than wise he’s a feisty old…

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