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The Seagull's Nostalgia

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

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Tom Cunningham February 12, 2022 at 1:38 AM A verse full of wisdom Lasaad, hope you are keeping well. Tom

William Kelii Kekaula February 12, 2022 at 12:06 AM All that instants us in timely vacuums, in momentary glimpses captured in albums, and that occasions us in aging prompts, of that your seagull metaphor indulges upon, Lasaad. Beautiful penning my friend, much enjoyed, Aloha~William!