Monday, February 8, 2016

February 8, 2016 The Sunday Whirl--Wordle #237/A Sunny Day on the Bay

A Sunny Day on the Bay

the sun sparkles       across the bay                    fireflies on the blue

a gentle breeze moves the garden chimes          the gulls cry aloud

i see them                they see me                         they swoop

to grab another piece of fish         i offer        they believe i will always be here

standing on the ramp      holding the pieces of fish high up           i call to them

like drones                they turn                              make their way to me

others join                their need and mine match   i chop up the fish

and hike to the pier      their belief is not law        for i am already gone

you are gone too         my home in the desert        no longer by the bay

i wonder                      i remember them                do they remember me

February 8, 2016





2 comments:

  1. Nice to spend a sunny day like that
    Have a good week

    Much love...

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  2. This took me back to the old general store I once owned, in the 70's on the ocean. We had a seagull called Charlie who came every mealtime to sit on a crate outside and wait for table scraps. After the store burned down, I wondered what happened to him. No more free meals.

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