Think of each post as a postcard from the daily adventures of a poetess who misses you more than any words can describe. Please send your own back.
Friday, November 28, 2025
The Pit-Stop Photos Matter Too
Thursday, November 27, 2025
The Gardens are Gorgeous this time of year
Gratitude looks different from everyone, remember the sunflowers are growing through multiple seasons in your name, and the brilliant blue skies connect us all. Enjoy your time with the people you love and let everything else roll off your back - this is all we have.
Wednesday, November 26, 2025
Tuesday, November 25, 2025
The Brutally Honest Cycle
It's always grief that brings me back here, ache that pulls me away from the ink, and loneliness that leads me here all over again. I hope you're doing better than I am. And tomorrow is kinder to us all.
Monday, November 24, 2025
The Wilting is Wonderful
Sunday, November 23, 2025
The Ash Remains
Tuesday, November 11, 2025
The True Meaning of Life
I know you’ve been wishing on
eyelashes, 11:11, train tracks and
anything else you can get your hand on.
But the midnight stars accidentally told me
you’ve been asking the sky what it means
to live. And the river murky with clay and
your favorite color told a friend of mine that
you’re sending out messages in bottles and
skipping stones with the intent to summon
something akin to divine inspiration. I’m glad
you’re believing in magic again, or maybe this
is the first time for you and it’s again for me,
either way, I’m glad. I hope you get the answers
you’re looking for and if not - I hope you remember
you can call me any time. It’s rare I won’t pick up.
-Sincerely,
BlueJay
Thursday, November 6, 2025
The UFOs and Unicorns are so Beautiful
Interesting things are all around us, just remember what you stop to admire very possibly could define you someday.
Wednesday, November 5, 2025
The Immanent Predicitons
Having a few good friends, a shelf filled with favorite books, and paint on your hands is really the only true way to tell whether or not you lived a good life.
Tuesday, November 4, 2025
The Days Grow Longer Despite the Darkness
Small sips bring you joy so keep ordering the coffee on your way home. Bright colors smile alongside you so keep admiring the flowers lining the street as you get the mail. The music dances with you in the kitchen so turn it up and twirl away.
Monday, November 3, 2025
The Puzzle Pieces and Secret Messages
Everything's all mixed together again. My brain is so foggy and my lungs have forgotten what a breath feels like.
Sunday, November 2, 2025
The Countdown Begins
I'm wandering gardens, I'm looking for anything that survived the summer, I'm wondering what's getting planted next.










