Oh For The Wings Of A Gull

On a more cheerful note, latest poem...

Oh For The Wings of A Gull

Synonymous with the sea

You’ll find them in smart white, grey and yellow livery

Surfing the wind above the waves

Patrolling every seashore, cliff and cave

Counting the trawlers in

The ferries out

Combing the beaches

Before other scavengers are out

Then gliding inland to urban dominion

Ruling the rooftops over small town bird civilian

Fish and chip suppers on the fly

They sign summer across the sky

Wheeling and dealing

Squealing and reeling

Gulleted gulls so graceful in flight

But not above a squabble and fight

Over a split bin bag outside the takeaway

Beating the refuse collectors at the dawn of day

Then there’s the Waterloo Street gull who’s friends with a cat

Fancy that.

They emit their soundtrack to the sea

You can even buy it on CD

The council wants to cull the gull

But is happy to use their image to promote its city and CD, no royalties

©LK  King 2014