Seagull stream
charts wings spanned clouds above lighthouse lean
As shoulders arch
To woolen breeze
Billowed brine grizzles
from the wince of jetty,
while marina mood dyes gray the dock’s marrow
Memories of her breach from ocean’s bathe
And feather a cradle of teak
From the lilt of mast and tendon, guitar grain splinters,
Eyelashes the canvas
And waterfalls to sea