Boy Watching With Sally - Poem by Diane Hine
Who do you like Sally?
One of those guys building a sandcastle,
the one with the Skrillex haircut? Okay.
Who do I like?
You have to guess.
No, not the one with the golden retriever
or the one with the lime green surfboard
or the one with a kayak on his roof rack.
I'll give you a hint: spearfishing and diving.
No, not the one hauling scuba gear or
the one in goggles, snorkel and flippers.
Okay, one more hint: He's funny too,
a song and dance man.
You can't see him?
No, not the smiley face parasail, or the red
hang glider, or the plane with the banner:
DON'T FEED THE SHARKS WHITE BREAD
and no, I'm not making him up.
Do you give up?
Look there he is. A clown for the clouds,
ribbing the ribbed sky - I love that guy!
You still can't see him?
Take off your new sunnies then. Yes,
I think the dark lenses really suit you.
Do you see him now?
Yes, that's him; black-tipped white wings.
No, your eyes are not deceiving you.
Good idea, zoom in with your phone cam.
Uh-huh, yellowy head, blue eyelids, grey bill.
Look at his pectorals; he's a planetary man.
No Sally, you're not hallucinating,
he IS a gannet
as am I.
Really? You never noticed huh?
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