Unwelcome Home

No tail wagging,

No rushing to the door,

just a bored glance our way.

“That’ll teach them,”

they seemed to say.

“If you leave us behind,

there’s a price to pay.”

                                                                 JDG

At Sea

Watching gulls fly makes humans

want to give it a try.

Tethered to speeding boats,

 on polyester wings

they rise and soar.

Full of bliss, they’re unaware

of bemused gulls

who shriek and stare.

                                                                            JDG

Blending In

Convinced fine dining

is for them too, these tiny

birds flit and flirt ’til

they spy a tasty morsel

unwary tourists

left behind. Then, zooming in,

they, with gusto, grab a bite.

                                                                     JDG

 

Could It Be?

Suddenly I heard

that gull call my name

as it plunged

into the depths 

below.

Could it be

I have a namesake in the sea?

                                                                   JDG

Old Friends

Together they weave

a blanket from the shared yarn

of stored memories,

wrap themselves in the comfort

of times past, warmly recast.

                                                              JDG