Abattoir Gulls

Neville

Abattoir Gulls

 

Diving and banking

Like

Storm shooed clouds

Those

Abattoir gulls

Always

Angry and loud

Dancing and scything

High upon higher

Pinned to the sky

On invisible wire

How they do hang

There

Storm proof and crazy

Loitering low like

Clouds of confetti

Reckless and teasing

Storm flushed and florid

Diving and banking

Sublimely unhurried   

Weaving

Yet threadbare

High upon higher

Pinned to the sky

On invisible wire

Take heed of their cry

Then still

Lost to the wind

Carried pon whispers

Deliciously sinned

Those abattoir gulls

Shameless and free

Dancing and scything

High upon higher

Forever  

Pinned to our sky

On invisible wire

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 21st, 2018 05:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: Make your own mind up... any & all opinions or value judgments welcome, I am new here, but can take it.... Cheers N
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    A fine write N.

    • Neville

      How very kind orchidee, many thanks indeed, Neville

    • Michael Edwards

      Great flow - an enjoyable read.

      • Neville

        I am most grateful to you Michael, many thank you's sir... Neville

      • Fay Slimm.

        Ah - Loud applause for this flow of bird-assault Neville - - You capture so well the noise in flight of gulls whenever a meal is sighted. I relate to their cleverness as I live by the sea. An engaging read.

        • Neville

          You are far too generous for words Fay, but of course, I am delighted by your opinion & comment, thank you very much indeed, Neville

        • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

          Neville, the imagery is amazing in this write. I particularly liked

          "Angry and loud
          Dancing and scything
          High upon higher
          Pinned to the sky
          On invisible wire
          How they do hang
          There."

          You paint such a beautiful canvas for your readers.

          Great job!

          • Neville

            My word, how ever so bloomin kind of ya Tamara, I have just come over all unnecessary and true... Cheers, Neville

            • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

              No problem!

            • Goldfinch60

              I was there watching these gulls

              "Pinned to our sky
              On invisible wire"

              Your words conveyed a glorious picture.

              • Neville

                thanks, but just you be careful up there... N



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