The Seagull's Nostalgia
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The seagulls savored the mid-year mists.
You vanished today, the troubled void shouts.
You're giving up your rocky mountain place.
Will I ever sight you once, for my brilliance?
What is the finest place you've ever seen?
What is the most amazing place you've been?
What was your heaviest hunger ever unseen?
What's your best awning thing ever keen?
A stormy day drove away from the admirer.
in the dark sky, I'm waiting for a soul robber
No pale wings or delicate laughing voice.
Put my focus aside and let my soul rejoice.
I realize we don't need to tend the same way.
We are naturally endowed to be alive today.
If it's suitable, stroke me and erase tomorrow.
I'm not over here to grieve or suffer any sorrow
Written: February 11, 2022
A BRIAN STRAND FORMAL Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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