What do they want?
The gulls
When they cry.
What do they need?
I hear them
Skitter and clasp
On the east pier.
Perch rich and steady
Among the unblushing
Curling of waves
And pebble scent.
Comfortable there.
Tucked in like snuggards
But all the while
Whining.
What they need
They do not know.
For they are alone
As us.
Wonderful observations... They do squeal a lot, but I love the sound because I associate it with lovely, peaceful, fun times at or near the beach : )
I like questions in poetry. I'm personally not thrilled with answers. For me, after raising such an interesting premise, the author should stay out of the equation, allowing the reader to participate. the diction and imagery is very good.
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Isobel
Thu 11th Aug 2011 09:24
Great observations. The noise they make is very disquieting. I like they way you liken them to us.