The Blue Jay

stood rigidly on

the snow laying thinly

on a backyard porch.

The sun beat gently on its

puffed up chest – blue

and white stood out on

his layer of white:

eyes squint – the feeder

with remains from his last

snack a mixture of grain

and black-eyed seed. He’s

waiting for his mate

than after an early sup

they’ll head off into the wilds.

They have plans.