Seagulls

 

Just me and the seagulls,

we have become equals.

Searching the bay in the morning sun.

Them for food, me just for fun

I watch on, breathing the salty air,

not a care that I'm stood there

They squark and flap,

as they dive for scraps.

 

Low tide,

morning sky.

Took a slow walk

down by the waterside.

Just me and the seagulls,

at ease,

wistful, peaceful, no noisy people.

Watching cascading churning water,

crash and fall.

 

Just me and the seagulls,

as morning calls.

Sun hugging the horizon.

Embracing it with golden light,

reflecting off the waves,

delightfully quiet.

Feeling the pull

of the water,

of the sea.

Free,

from all that is troubling me.

 

Thanks For Reading

Peace, Love and Poetry

Kyle