Afoot
On the jetty a Green Harbor
I stood the other day
Cold and wet and rainy
An’ I was out t’ play
The wind was keepin’ company
She rode in with the tide
Spottin up me glasses
So I couldn’t see the glide
Of a hungry screaming seagull
A flutter in me eyes
The footing was as greasy
As only kelp can be
But I’d been there
A time before today
A disappointed seagull
Flew away
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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