Monday, April 8, 2013

G is for Gulls #AtoZChallenge

Gulls outside my widow
cries herald the coming of summer. 
Flashes of white against a blue sky
Swooping wings outstretched riding ever warning winds
carrying the scents of a summer 

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Quick poem today, mostly comprised of a few thoughts I had earlier which I jotted down.

2 comments:

Clarissa Draper said...

I often hear gull. I like the poem. I can see their movements well.

Herding Cats - Burning Soup said...

Very nice Claire :) I enjoyed your G post :)

Hope you're having a great time with the A to Z challenge!

~Anna
herding cats & burning soup