The Jaunty Jay

This morning I am heading over to Foxtale Book Shoppe  (think “Cheers” with books instead of beer) to sign up for an eight week writing class.  I take these classes a couple times a year, mostly because I love being around the quirky, cool, creative folks that tend to participate.  Although I primarily share the first adjective with my fellow writers, being in their presence stretches me out of my comfort zone and spurs me on to greater creativity.

In preparation for the upcoming class, I pulled out my composition book (secretly hoping it was full so I could buy a new one – I am addicted to office supply stores!) and saw a silly little ditty that I wrote in the previous class.  The assignment had been to write a paragraph or so using the following words: jaunty, jauntily, bird, himself, and tread.  Here (complete with illustrations) is what flowed from my pen.

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The Jaunty Jay

The Blue Jay with his jaunty strut
tread up and down the rail.
He flashed his brilliant blueish crown
and fanned his fancy tail.

He cocked his head and looked about
then opened wide his beak,
and greedily he gorged himself
on corn and nuts and seed.

He ate and ate, then ate some more,
until no food remained.
Then jauntily he stretched his wings
and tried to fly away.

But this greedy bird had grown too fat
so he squatted down and squawked.
And as he lamented his mammoth meal
he became a meal for a hawk!

So the moral of this story is:
Take care where you jauntily tread.
Don’t feed your face ’til you’re full and fat
or you just might end up dead.

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By the way, this poem is only slightly far-fetched.  Blue Jays have an expandable throat pouch, and I have seen one pack away thirteen shelled peanuts in one sitting!

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About kathydoremus

Wife, mother, daughter, and friend. One who dabbles in writing, thinks in rhyme, and is utterly unable to escape the allure of alliteration:) Amateur nature photographer. A backyard bird watcher, a hiker of non-strenuous trails to waterfalls, and a fan of Atlanta sports teams. Driver of an orange Jeep Renegade who goes by the name of Earl. One who is nourished by silence, solitude, and a good cup of coffee. A lover of God’s Word and the riches that are hidden there. An extremely ordinary jar of clay who longs to see and be satisfied by the glory of God, and to somehow display that in my everyday life.
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11 Responses to The Jaunty Jay

  1. Bill Peterson says:

    Again, thank you Kathy. These posts make my day in two ways. First, I love watching birds, but do not have the time to watch as much as I like. The shots you take, I can stare at for a bit even when I am on the road and imagine my own back yard. Secondly, I (we all) are exposed to so much critical negative posts and articles, it is so refreshing to read such creative posts about nature’s beauty, beautifully written. And not just this poem. Inspiring!

  2. I was laughing out loud by the end of your poem! And so true about the Blue Jay and food. I wasn’t aware of the expandable throat pouch, but I’ve seen them at my suet consuming an unbelievable amount. And they look so funny with the suet stuck all over their beaks! Lovely post. Keep it up!

  3. aussiebirder says:

    Thanks Kathy so much for you well written and illustrated poem, it was such delight to read. I am in the process of getting my bird book ready to publish, and thought, Kathy could write a book with poems like these illustrated, it. Is so good! 🙂

    • kathydoremus says:

      Who knows, perhaps one day I will do some sort of bird/poetry/whatever else strikes my fancy kind of book. But I definitely want to know when yours is published. Keep me posted!

  4. Hello Kathy,
    I loved this poem, and your photographs are perfect for it.
    The perfect balance of humour/important moral is great!
    I was completely unaware of Blue Jays’ expandable throat patches, so I learned something new 🙂
    And the designs of the bird’s wings, and the brilliant blue colours…amazing ❤

  5. Great prose! Loved the poem and the photos. Have fun in your writing class! You are certainly very gifted!

  6. kathydoremus says:

    The writing class is fun – I think you would love it. If you lived in the area I would convince you to come along! 🙂

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