Seagull Poem by Scott Gervaise

Seagull



Flying over the ocean

trying hard to see

where the sandy land

meets the rushing sea.


Clouds above me stirring

the sun beats hard and free

as the wind blows through the feathers that fly me.


I high and dry

my shadow flies much faster than I

High... la da... la da da da da da.


Watching all the people

children play with sand

looking up at me

waving tiny hands.


Looking 'round at water

as far as I can see

flashing silver blue

silent endless sea.


I high and dry

my shadow flies much faster than I

High... la da... la da da da da da.


So I let my mind just wander

floating soft and still

as I ponder on

the currents 'cross the hill.


Taking my attention

is a man with bigger wings

can he fly as high

as a Seagull will?


I high and dry

my shadow flies much faster than I

High... la da... la da da da da da.

High... la da... la da da da da da.

Saturday, December 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: imagery,life,nature
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