Sunday, 18 June 2006

haiku

Seagulls on the beach
their calls the loneliest sound
even in vast flocks

5 comments:

Nia said...

Nice poem, but, don't you hate the horrible dirty things?

BondBloke said...

Beautiful words!

I agree nia, they are nasty, horrible, viscious birds; but there is something haunting about their cry...

Crafty Green Poet said...

Well I think it depends on the context. In crowds they're dirty, annoying beasts but sometimes I like them. Sometimes they perch on the chimneys opposite our flat and they pose quite majestically and I love watching them 'puddle' - when they do their little dances on the grass to bring the worms to the surface.

faustina said...

love it.

Crafty Green Poet said...

Thanks for your comment faustina!