Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

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

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Line Gauthier November 18, 2017 at 9:49 PM Love the mood of your poem. Congrats on your well deserved win, Gary. Gary Smith November 19, 2017 at 9:05 AM Thank you Line :)

John Hamilton October 18, 2017 at 9:43 PM Nice win Gary loved this write so well done! Gary Smith October 19, 2017 at 4:58 AM Thank you John :)

Susan Ashley October 18, 2017 at 1:03 PM Returning to congratulate you Gary on your fine placement with your beautiful poem. Gary Smith October 18, 2017 at 2:04 PM How kind Susan, thank you :)

Susan Ashley October 17, 2017 at 7:51 PM A beautiful write Gary. Lovely and lively imagery. I really enjoyed your poem. Good luck in the contest! Gary Smith October 18, 2017 at 5:31 AM Thank you Susan :)

Charlie Smith October 17, 2017 at 3:13 PM Ok, so now I know it's kelp, thanks Gary, learned a new word today. By the way, great write... Gary Smith October 17, 2017 at 3:17 PM Thank you Charlie :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 17, 2017 at 2:27 PM Fabulous poem! I had to look up bladderwrack :) my best to you for the contest! Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 17, 2017 at 2:57 PM absolutely :) Gary Smith October 17, 2017 at 2:28 PM Thank you Maureen, bladderwrack's a great word isn't it :)