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The Seagull Left Me

12.09.17 Posted in today's words by

Linda Powell’s most recent poem to appear here was “In the Gloom” (October 2017)

The Seagull Left Me
By Linda Powell

I saw myself
flying away on a mighty seagull.
I helped him scan the waves in search of food.

I held on tight
as he swooped down towards the water;
then suddenly, we headed out to sea.

He caught an updraft
and we soared higher and higher.
He didn’t even need to flap his wings.

We watched the waves
try to overtake each other, yet they
always seemed to find their way to shore; as did we.

He landed gently.
I let go of his neck and slid down slowly.
He watched me leave my footprints in the sand.

Then he left me.
I tried to catch him, but I couldn’t, so I cried;
just like I did the day they told me Daddy died.

3 Responses to “The Seagull Left Me”

  1. This poem brought tears to my eyes. Beautiful!

  2. Bobbie Troy says:

    Very touching. I like this.

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