John Washburn Poet Free verse

Our Seagulls

Seagulls fly white high
Looking with their eye
For your popcorn and
French fries on the tile.

Soaring through blue the
White seagulls paste against
The sky as white kites soaring
With a seagull call for snacks.

When you see the seagull
Landing quietly a white and gray
Sneaky seagull snatches
Potato chips with glee.

Whisking over and near
Seagulls like looking at
You eating your ice cream cone
And calls for more of your treats.

What a beautiful day to see
White clean graceful seagulls
Fly over near filling our
Lives with joy and memories.

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Darlene De Beaulieu June 12, 2020 at 2:53 PM Hello John Washburn, yes when people have a picnic the seagulls will be there. Because they are always there when there is food around. So nice to meetyou. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu June 14, 2020 at 10:25 AM Hello John Washburn, seagulls can always find food from afar. Enjoy your day my friend. John Washburn June 12, 2020 at 8:58 PM Darlene, yes that’s it; the seagulls sure enjoy a good snack. Thank you for your comment.

Jan Allison June 12, 2020 at 2:25 AM Your poem made me smile as you seem to appreciate their antics whilst I think they are a pest - have written about them recently:-) hugs Jan x John Washburn June 12, 2020 at 8:53 PM Jan, while at the beach our neighbors went on shore for a moment, and a seagull grabbed their large bag of corn chips; had to go over and save their snacks. Good times. Thank you for your comment.

Caren Krutsinger June 11, 2020 at 11:05 PM I see that you appreciate the sea gull's crafty guiles in sneaking snacks. I feel this way too! John Washburn June 12, 2020 at 8:47 PM Caren, Yes indeed. Thank you for your comment.