Best Gull Poems

I am known as a sky rat, or a beach thief,
most call me a seagull and a nuisance.
I love to fly across the ocean freely, soaring with
my wings spread while darting into the water.
I see a photographer, maybe I will be featured,
instead I go unnoticed...

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I’m soaring through a sunset – violet
as sun drips into water cobalt blue.
How peaceful is this twilight time. I let
my eyes take in the total gorgeous view.

My mates fly with me. Beachcombers we spy!
We squawk and squeal and circle with delight.
Then down to where the...

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The calling gull leaves her nest
her wild magic cleaves the nimbus.
An avian aerialist suspended aloft 
she sails on tapered ribbons of cirrus silk,
ruffled sea breeze ironed ‘neath her lustrous wings.

A wind witch, she defies and defines the  w - i - n - d…
a...

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Everyone has to learn... 
To be a gull 
One day... 
It will be your turn 

In a sky... 
Perfect too 
Upwards I flew.... 
To meet you 

For, in us all 
Is a Jonathan Livingston 
Bursting through 
Gulls flight... 
In me and in you 

It is...

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One legged swaying
Stiff breeze chills
Soldier crabs scurry...

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WINTER GULL

If I hadn’t seen the speckled splash
                                     hadn’t...

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The cliff tops were bare, rocks lay scattered across the beach, the nearing harbor holding all in its silence. Along the bay the ripple of a kayak hovered on a waters edge. All was quiet, or so it seemed.
Overhead clouds rolled and arched a landscape...

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the roaring     crashing
           music of the blue ocean . . . 

                   ...

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My feathers are misted and moistened from the sea spray
As I glide above the busy shore on Frenchman’s Bay
The sunrise displaying beautiful pinkish and purple hues
While the tide is out, no fish and the crustaceans are few

I soar above the boats all docked along the...

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As a child empowered by youth, 
All is wonder, 
All is truth, 

Faith projecting as a wake, 
A child of God, 
Runs free these days, 

Oh Lord, I have been so blessed, 
To know your love, 
Feel your caress, 

Now I watch as the children...

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I meditated till it came
Pure and free a gull it was
I wanted to catch it and it escaped
Was it my vision or a moment of trance
Flying high in the sky it was so light
Worldly affairs could not bind it
It enjoyed nature's bounty
It dipped itself in...

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  I know you so well now
   that I can instantly 
        capture your moods. 
  Watching 
       as the tide ebbs - 
  you regretfully reveal
...

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I re: egret forsaking gull friend where, heron eye twitter

Fictional account related
courtesy one pink flamingo.

Aves lusting for verboten tweet 
reed lubricious sin after giving
Twiggy another peck on the cheek.

Whenever this birdman 
alone with his thoughts 
(as they metaphorically 
worm their way to my nest 
of...

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If, I were a seagull;

The wind would tickle

And lift my fine feathers.

I would extend my wings,

Bend my knees,

Leap up into the air

Flapping my wings

Taking off and fly,

Feeling the favorable

Brisk briny breeze filled sea.

Glide and vanish into the broad sky.

I'd fly among the shadows of the...

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I sit on a rock
Looking faraway
Where the ocean meets the sky
Forming a huge circle

I hear 
The sand gently
Lapped by waves

A gull flies by
Glancing at me with a smile
Seeming to say
Isn’t ocean vast and beautiful?...

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