And so the thirty days doth come to an end, my friends. This blog will go on, but not likely at the rate of a poem a day. Thank you for taking the time to read my scribblings, and to those you have commented/complimented/provided constructive criticism/or just your opinion on the art of poetry as a whole - thank you a million times! I am honored by your acknowledgment of my work!
And so, today's posts (and yes, that is posts - plural) will share the remainder of the poems I wrote this month, beginning with the one that goes with the main photo on the blog.
This photo was taken in Travemuende on the German coast of the Baltic Sea (that is supposed to be a "u" with an umlaut - those two dots over the vowel). I took the picture thinking the two chicks were absolutely adorable, not knowing that they grow up to be seagulls, those raucous, annoying birds who are brazen enough to attempt to steal my lunch when I'm eating out on the Wharf in San Francisco (granted these are European seagulls and might have more class but stilll...)!
Children of the Gulls
Regardless of popular belief
we don't come from rookeries
on islands way out to sea
Our parents nest in colonies,
large groups, much like you
and share the tasks of
warming the eggs and
raising the young
We have learned much
from our interactions
with humankind
Did you know you
taught us how to
fish by casting
bread upon the water?
And like you,
our young start out
all cute and cuddly
and fuzzy
Then grow up to
be raucous, grasping,
greedy creatures
That is our nature
Is it truly yours?
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