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EarthSourceMedia Reports for March 18th, 2009
~The Berryessa Bluebird~
On the shores of Berryessa
in the early days of spring
when Aluetian Geese ride a stiff March breeze
and the birds begin to sing
the Berryessa Bluebird flew into my life
from beneath the cloak of a lichened oak
and he brought along his wife
The lake was a misty madness
that made it hard to see
around or through the drops of dew
that moistened our RV
He stood before our mirror
reflecting on himself
his back a hue of electric blue
his manner none of stealth
It may have been the peanuts
It could have been the seeds
It might have been the Blackbirds there
were using all the reeds
He took on his reflection
to its challenge he did rise
For the bird of his affection
he would fight until he dies
He hollered, “What’s the password?”
His rival did the same
They shouted at the exact same time,
“Who goes there- what’s your name?”
But he hadn’t needed worry
for the handsome bird in blue
was his very own reflection
Mr. Bluebird- it’s just you!
joey racano
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Lovely pix of the Bluebirds and wonderful poetry, Joey! I would like permission to add the picture and your poem to the Bluebird Nest Box Project page http://pvsb-audubon.org/bluebirdproject.html on our website. Dan and I maintain a trail of 10 Bluebird nest boxes in Harbor Park (Wilmington), California and it’s a labor of love and a cause dear to our hearts.
Hugs to you, Joey! Nancy and Dan, your “old” Mystic Oaks friends