Seagulls
When I lived near the sea
I had a love/hate relationship with the seagulls.
I wanted to love them and I fed them.
In times gone by they were fed by the sailors who threw them fish
But the sailors left and all that changed
So they turned to human food.
Chicken burger, rye bread, with a splash of vitamin D.
Fish and chips if they were slumming it !
One day I gave the seagulls bread and they ate it.
It was good quality bread, only the best.
Then another day I gave them some bread with some biscuits mixed in.
They ate the biscuits and left the bread
And gave me a look - 'trying to be funny?'
I wanted them to love me but I was afraid of them.
Their piercing scream, their wing span.
They would get the food, then scream and attract all the others
And the original screamers were left without any.
Some say it's the screech of romance,
The roar of the tides,
The crashing waves,
The sunsets . . .
Heartbreakingly beautiful.
Jon
Fri 24th Apr 2020 14:59
Hi Hannah
I really enjoyed this one. It shows all sides of the seagull.
It's dominance, power and ruthlessness and it's stark beauty.
Jon