The seagull is, amazingly,
Equipped to drink salt water by
A special gland above her eye.
Adept at gliding high and free,
The gull (to use her proper name)
Is sociable, but never tame.
They gather in great numbers when
The breeding season comes around
To nest together on the ground.
The sound of seagulls carries me
Directly to a distant shore
And memories of times before.
I hear gulls calling... Once again
It's summer by the Jersey tide—
The waves rush in, the seagulls glide.
Resourceful and intelligent,
The seagull's fully confident.
Monogamous and found worldwide,
For some they are a spirit guide.
©2019 Michael Fraley
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