Gull Poems - Poems about Gull

Gull Glides

A gull glides slowly 
Through the cloud-grey sky
No sign of hurry, 
No hint of worry
Content thus to fly.

Dramatic contrast 
To the traffic down below
Human hurry 
Human rush
As though its sinful 
To go slow.

Maybe somehow
In a very little while
I’ll let time take
Its gentle course
And gull-like
Peaceful go.
 

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The Calling Gull Of Aquinnah

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 weaver of worlds, knotting strings of stories as one wampum

I Re: Egret Forsaking Gull Friend Where, Heron Eye Twitter

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 quintessentially straggly, 
and uncombed matted hair), 
I doth twitter tomb

The Sea Gull

The Sea Gull

The one-legged seagull king that lived on the last reef
before the ocean began had lived long, longer than gulls normally do
He came from a sturdy breed that for generations had lived
at the edge of land and sea; they knew things other birds didn’t know
On the ferry bound for England the king came onboard,

The Storm Gull

The steersman dry-heaves
into rolling scuppers,
the skipper dozes fitfully in his sodden berth                               
spew dribbling from a tossed piss pot.

The deck is also heaving; for three

The Hungry Gull

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 shore
While searching for a safe landing and food to score
Spotting

Everybody Needs a Fine Dining Experience

Shadows amid the waves
bird-eye targets,
besties gather for 
a fine dining experience;
aqua splits to pierce
of bill.

Fueling up the old pouch,
a winging pelican riding sea breeze
to sustenance; 
all hook-billed and needing no bait.

Just a hop, skip-skim 
across to side-dish;
let’s have a herring and mullet casserole!
Throat-sack wiggles, jiggles,
down the hatch,
then it’s back to the nest for 
cocktails and

Gull Point

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

A Curious Seal

Last days of summer
Autumn's presence felt
The sea retains some heat
Hardy souls take the plunge
While gulls skim and surf
Riding on waves that swell
A curious seal watches
Alien species enjoying
Freedom from the land.


Image
by
Natalia_Kollegrova
Pixabay

And a White Gull Glides

 
the sky is a hazy blue sea today
and a breeze touches the tree tops
and they sway like emerald waves
oh, there is a perfect silence ...
though hidden birds chatter and twitter
and my flowers tremble
while others are ...  perfectly still
and my hanging 
ivy is creeping and twining 
and somewhere a wind chime
pings once 
and a

Sea Gull

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 clouds,

Embrace in natural warmth

Of heavenly sunshine,

Overlooking uninterrupted view

Above and among

Sea Gull At Twilight

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 humans are we fly.
We need to look around while there’s

Discourse Poem, the Dream

I Discourse Poem, The DREAM

The dream came before dawn
Longer ago than I dare to date.
Within it, I trudged along 
The forever-length of a deserted
Beach, having only the hope of
Sighting a pier with its over-swooping
Gull.

I kept on the heavy walk in the dry, 
Poor, foot-denying sand — with
More sliding down than stepping ahead.
I wearied.  I

The Sea-Gull

The old sea-gull

The old one-legged sea-gull
sat on my roof near the chimney
if felt the cold, scanning the sky.
Once it had been the captain on the outer reef
and fought many a battle to sit on his crown
Someone took a shot at it, and it lost a leg,
together with oncoming elderliness, it left its kingdom.
Took refuge on

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