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Blue Jay

11/20/2020

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Carolina highlands, I love thee so,
Where, from mine humble forest perch, I spy,
The colors of thy quilt in vivid show,
And gentle woman seemingly awry,

Free with flight, I glide to nearby twig,
To find despondent pose and heavy sighs,
Appearing as poor widowed goddess, Frigg,
With song, I ask, “What reason for these cries?”

“I see you there,” she says, “Do not mind me,
I’m merely seeking peace from troubled ways,
I fear my only option is to flee, 
As one and only cure for this malaise.”

“I see,” say I, with ruffled feather preen,
"For now, I gladly sit with thee, my queen."

​- Scott Alexander McKenzie
1 Comment
Chuck Steele
11/20/2020 06:49:10 pm

Excellent! Conjures up a great image...

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