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Ode To the Brighton Seagull

From lofty heights the seagull spies The weighted hands of eager guests He circles high and swoops down low stealing our supper as he goes ... Meanwhile our hands now weightless feel our appetite remains at ill Perhaps some fleeting chance remains to buy our supper once again. Standing tall upon a grassy nook wary wanderers on the sandy shore Where the seagull is king o’er the tide the beach is ours for the asking and the food is his for the taking. -Naomi Rainbow- August 2019

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 8/6/2019 1:23:00 PM

This is a beautiful poem. Loved this part. "Standing tall upon a grassy nook wary wanderers on the sandy shore Where the seagull is king o’er the tide" Welcome to Poetry Soup, Naomi.

Naomi Rainbow
Date: 8/8/2019 2:44:00 PM

Aww hi Caren, and thanks so much for the encouraging comments. Very much appreciated. :)

Kevin Shaw

Date: 8/5/2019 5:42:00 PM

Ah yes I am familiar with the work of the South coast Seagull. A nice light hearted poem, i really enjoyed reading, regards, Kevin x

Naomi Rainbow
Date: 8/6/2019 2:23:00 AM

Thank you. Very encouraging :)