Hello! After some positive feedback on the haiku I incorporated in the post, “How to be human,” I decided to try something new here. Feel free to share your reactions across the hate ←→ love ←→ indifference ←→ anything else spectra. As always, thanks for reading.
The gulls have gone
The gulls have gone. No more nestled against the tarpaper siding.
Nestled, too, were we, when you shook your head and said: No,
Those are not seagulls.
Do you see the sea?
Notice how I titled this poem. Notice that, for me.
Lovely sentence construct. Thanks for sharing your story
So much said here in just a few words. Love that last line.