Seagulls Cried
Early morn, the shore I walked
Bladderwrack lay strewn.
Rockpools, there to be explored
Adorned with windblown spume.
High above seagulls cried
Plaintive, their refrain
Echoing far across the sky,
As though a soul in pain.
Out on the horizon
The sun began to rise,
Vermillion hues of many shades
Appeared before my eyes.
A crystal mass on the shore
The man'o'war lay dying,
Laments above, I heard for it
For seagulls still, were crying.
PREMIERE CONTEST NO 105,any theme,
Any form,max of 25 lines - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
17/10/2017
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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