Sea Gull Poems - Poems about 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,...

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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...

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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...

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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 clouds, Embrace in natural warmth Of heavenly sunshine, Overlooking uninterrupted view Above and among...

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

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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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Like rowdy teens all running for a bus The gulls have seen the merest hint That someone threw a crust An unwanted scrap from Pret The bottom of a wrap or the final soggy Mouthful from a keytchup spattered bap Sending fifty feisty squabbling birds All rising in a screechy flap Just the first arrive in time to dive And wing...

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Viewed through my lens your cold eye Sees only opportunity, chances for greed, Unfair and brutal scoring at no cost To yourself. Instinct polarised to bad, Answering circumstance with cruelty, Exploiting misfortune, weaknesses, screaming, Looking and pressing always for more As you squabble and spear an unfair share. But now distant against a bruised cloud I see you above, glowing, new and lost In...

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the roaring crashing music of the blue ocean . . . ...

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The seagull has no insurance. No mutual funds for later days. No friends or lovers to burden him. The seagull is alone and always just now. The seagull cries to all who'd listen. But no one does. The seagull doesn't care. The seagull looks for threats. He is always on guard. As he was then he is now....

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

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