Asphalt Seagulls

Asphalt seagulls cry like laughter

Scattering as cars close in

Only to return to their congregation

Still laughing, but cautiously

They pick amongst the refuse

Seeking morsels of sustenance.



A lone jet crow joins them

They cry out at it, loudly

Outraged at its difference

It caws back

And an intimidation dance is initiated

But he doesn't back down

And soon they leave him alone

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I saw this very thing happen and wrote about it at that time.  I couldn't help but admire the crow for standing its ground.  In the end, it got what it wanted.  I like that.

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Pamela Lawrence's picture

...the poet sees a poem in everything around him. Good job of capturing it, painting the picture with words and sharing it.