The Tides 5


The waves have gone.

"A Bird's Eye View"

From blue shadow grows the golden warmth of morning
The sea is calm, no crashing or hissing
A gust comes and goes scattering the grains of sand
Willy nilly across the tempered plains of white.

Lone gull above, still, against the blue.
Wingtip feathers gesture magically,
Writing his gentle spells on the air.

His beak points sunward and what does he see?
Frozen pale waves of sand to the horizon,
Weeds hiding mice, rabbits and nests --
A curious fool, sitting naked in a spot of light.

He hovers, descending to the empty, wide shore.
Feet touch, once, then twice and settle.
He shivers, tucking wings ,downy quills puff,
Squatting to warm his legs from the damp.

Alone, sitting, facing the sun and thinking.

Report Story

byJUDO© 0 comments/ 10615 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments  - Click here to add a comment to this poem

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

Refresh ImageYou may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: