Mating Rituals

Mating Rituals

A Poem by JayceeC
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As requested by CD

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The warm evening breeze 
Caresses my skin as I sit 
 Beneath the old garden elm. 

The chatter of birds echoes
 Through the trees as they perform 
Their spring mating ritual. 

Redbirds, mocking-jays, and hummers 
Scurry from limb to limb, jealously 
 Chasing foe from new-found lovers.

Enjoying the serious antics, 
I hear the voice of the mourning dove 
Calling its forever mate in the distance. 

My thoughts turn to my own mate. 
No longer within my sight 
I remember your every detail as last seen. 

You have left me as a bird in winter: 
Sure to return to this nest 
As time marches slowly, 

And yet I ponder the burning question 
Weighing upon my soul. 
"Did you take out the trash, Dear?"

© 2015 JayceeC


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I like so much theses lines My thoughts turn to my own mate. No longer within my sight I remember your every detail as last seen. It's so romantic. I learn a lot from this wonderful poem. It expresses the last seen and the happiest memory. You also used the drama. I felt at the confluence of leaving and romantic moments.Thanks for sharing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Thanks for stopping by and reading. I'm happy that you feel you can learn something by reading my w.. read more
I really like the three line stanzas. The third stanza. Maybe change jealousy to jealously and foe to foes. That was the only one I was kind of stuck on. Just a minor suggestion and it may not even sound right to you. The last line of course was meant to be playful and I liked it, but you could easily rewrite the last stanza and turn this into something serious and beautiful without it coming off as a sappy mess which is easy with love poems. Nice work with the odd nail driven into the antique. CD

Posted 8 Years Ago


CD Campbell

8 Years Ago

BTW, you're a weenie for mentioning me. Thanks though.
JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Your the one that told me to write more twists, so this is what you've gotten. The jealousy did not.. read more
CD Campbell

8 Years Ago

Either way. Save both for future submissions.
Twisted. Twisted Sister that's who you are. I love this. As with others your ending gives it the twist. Thanks for sharing and having fun and smiling.

Posted 8 Years Ago


JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Zen with demons..you crack me up..LOL
Willard Wells

8 Years Ago

You get me. Not sure if that's good.
JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Funny I have several friends who say that. Not sure I want to ecplore what it means.

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Again, Jan, I enjoyed this, especially the marvelous twist at the end. That IS the burning question as every woman knows.

Posted 8 Years Ago


JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Well he comes and goes all the time, the trashmen only show once a week!
you remember every detail,then you go back to reality

Posted 8 Years Ago


JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Yes, This one is not quite as intense as My Stalker but CD challenged me to write more satire poems.
Aren't you the typical female of the species

Posted 8 Years Ago


JayceeC

8 Years Ago

And that suprisescyou how? Have I ever claimed to be anything but wholly fale?
Perkele.7885

8 Years Ago

Maybe, that it would be all that important to you!
JayceeC

8 Years Ago

Well if he didn't take ot out I would have to. Think of my nails..lol

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Added on May 3, 2015
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