Sunday, July 6, 2008

gull

you have a way of

falling blind

from cloud, trusting

the wind

will collect you

draw you back up,

swift

moving like an arrow now

no target but the freedom to slide

effortlessly

nowhere


Rachel Westfall
July 6, 2008

5 comments:

guess who?? said...

Gulls you say?

There must have been fifty of these wonderful birds tonight at my place. Why you ask? Geee i really don't know.

Gone like the wind by 12:15am

Back like the wind (loud and clear)
with great intensity by 4am

Hah! I wonder why they swiftly, effortlessly covering great distance fly here?

The freedom to go almost anywhere

and they come here :)

Kyddryn said...

I adored the book Jonathan Livingston Seagull when I was a lass - and I've always enjoyed watching them hover, swoop, glide, and dive. Where I grew up, they were considered a nuisance, but I didn't care - they were a lovely nuisance.

To this day, I can't hear or see the word "seagull" without hearing my stepmother go on a tirade about the word - "There is no such thing as a seagull!! There are Herring Gulls, Black Back gulls, Laughing Gulls, but no seagulls!!" She demanded that, if I couldn't name the type, I simply call them gulls. Sigh, ornithologists and their need for accuracy.

Lovely poem, sugar.

Shade and Sweetwater,
K

RachelW said...

Ha! Gulls..... ;)

mike g said...

A gift came to me 2 hrs ago.

Hovering over my home like a angel was a baby gull :).On my roof she/he landed with mama by her/his side.

Quietly they sat waiting, just waiting. For what? I don't know ;).

Swiftly, effortlessly they then flew off.

But not far from me. What a fine gift for me to see.

Fly, fly little birds.

RachelW said...

Sweet birds! What a beautiful sight that must have been. Maybe the mama is teaching the little one how to recognise the human-powered gull-food vending machine that appears to operate in your area.