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Paper Bag Seagulls

Paper bag seagulls scrawl across the dying day Slivers of disappointed rain hang within the air Darkness slowly suffocates as chill wraps his arms around my broken shoulders Crested puddles seek refuge in my shoes Clothes plastered to my limbs trying to keep warm As the new born night steals the light of passing cars and lamps breathing in the antidote of mixed rain and sprayed wind that cures the poisoned day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 7/26/2020 7:23:00 AM
Seagulls fascinate a lot with their journey. This is a wonderful muse Christopher. Congratulations on your win. Blessings! :)
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Christopher Quigley
Date: 7/26/2020 2:24:00 PM
Thank you
Date: 7/16/2020 4:30:00 AM
Christopher, congratulations on your win in my bird contest with this wonderful poem _Constance
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Christopher Quigley
Date: 7/22/2020 8:45:00 AM
Thank you hope all is well

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