Seagulls

samuelpye  
In the solitude of the night, 
his face turned to stone, 
as dawn came the sun cracked expressions the darkness lacked,
seagulls remind me of the shoreline,
beaches where my sandcastles lay beneath a thin warm layer of sea water, 
love comes like the tide,
I hold the mane of my horse and hang on for the ride, 
looking through the tall grass, 
glimpses of the confines of my perspective,
held firm by frustration and comfort,

1 thought on “Seagulls

  1. Very beautiful 🙂 Your poem made me relive this feeling when you cling to a spot of sunshine while it is cold or about to rain, enjoyed reading it.

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