Migration – Lent Twenty-Seven

I wonder
where the blue`jay
spends the winter
And for that matter
where hummingbirds go
when the sweet nectar is gone
South you’ll say They migrate
I watch the migrations of geese
the Snows filling pastures like shorn`sheep
the Canadians chasing the sky in long rafts
I see the migrations of salmon
the bloody hooked`nosed humpies
the Silvers gone all dark in fresh water
I’ve even read about migrating butterflies
leaving their flowered Oregon pastures
to winter in the warmth of Mexico
But these creatures all move in herds
the geese come by the tens of thousands
the salmon move in schools of millions
even butterflies pass in massive swarms
But have you ever seen a flock of jays?
It’s usually one Maybe two or three
And there’s something so civil
about the way they settle in
Not at all like flashy tourists who
grab a sandwich then have to run
Oh we have our resident birds
the juncos the finches & the towhees
They’re happy here so long as we feed them
But the blue jay is something of a loner
Now & then he’ll come for a visit
but then like family he’s gone

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to Migration – Lent Twenty-Seven

  1. I often see jays in my snowy winter trees

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