Seagulls like white confetti
Spilling from the sky.
Their wings in flap
Like flags aflutter
In the rigging high.
Both squawks and caws
And tangled nettings
Are trawling with a sigh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I love the landscape of the ocean, and the imagery of seagulls is often in my mind. (Sunset, Somewhere; Changing of the Guard; and Rush Hour are three of my own pieces with those themes) . But in this work you have assembled a number of striking and memorable metaphors that beautifully capture the scene. A highly enjoyable read, Mr. Lewis. I am thankful for the opportunity to enjoy your well-crafted poetry.