Ode to a Galveston Seagull

A poem from the beach

A picture of a seagull by the author

On the beach, I saw you fly

With a graceful swoop in the sky

Like Jonathon Livingston Seagull up on high

Your flight of fancy draws me nigh

Your seagull squawks I adore

If suddenly your kind was no more

As part of the tapestry of the surf

I would mourn on this turf

The same the beach would not be

Without your strange cacophony

Oh, I marvel at the site

Of you in such noisy, wondrous flight

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